If you have a fur baby, then I probably
don't need to explain any further.
We have 2 with our second one being
the oldest and the one we adopted
from the Wheaten rescue.
He is an absolute doll most of
the time and his name is Biscuit:)
He came with allergies, none of which
were specific, and a bag of pills and sprays.
We used some of them and then he got better
so I attributed his issues to anxiety.
After a year or so we noticed that he
did have allergies that were cyclical and we
treated accordingly.
Then he contracted the dog version of MRSA.
Now my puppy boy either wears socks to
keep him from chewing his feet open
or the dreaded Cone of Shame when
he pulls the socks off.
Look how sad and pitiful he looks!
We have come to that point where
he never smells good...always
a stinky used towel wandering the
house spreading his cheer wherever:)
We have all the furniture covered
with washable blankets and he
is bathed weekly to try to keep
the dander and allergens down
but it is never just right.
IT is a good thing he is cute, right?!
~R
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