Sorry I haven’t been around for a little bit, but I’ve had the sickies.
See how pathetic I look? Actually, I've just had my meds and am all sleepy, but Mom doesn't have any pictures of me looking pathetic and sickie.
Thursday night, about 11pm (because I have excellent timing) I started feeling itchy – my ears and my skin and everything. So, about every 5 minutes I’d hop of the bed, shake my head (rattling all my tags, to make sure Mom was awake) and then scratch. After a minute or two, I’d hop back into bed, pretend like I was going to go to sleep, and then hop back up about 5 minutes later. It was a great game, although Mom didn’t seem to be quite so interested in playing about about the second time. But she was no match for me – I made her play all night. Heehee. And at 7:30 the next morning, Mom called the vet and made an appointment for me later that morning.
*sigh* Mom is no fun sometimes…
Anyhoo, we went to the vet (and guess what?!? It was snowing! It had just started when we left the house, and even though we were only gone an hour, there were 6 inches of new snow when we got home!). The vet looked at my ears (and then looked in them and made some comment about how he could see Mom on the other side… Very. Funny. I was not amused.) and talked to Mom about my scratchies.
Apparently, I have allergies. There is some pollen (‘cottonwood’ Mom says) that I guess doesn’t agree with me, and makes me all itchy. So, now Mom and I are even more alike – she’s been suffering from allergies since Wednesday! The vet put me on some anti-hiss, uh, anti-hysta, uh, things to make me less itchy. It also makes me kind of sleepy, but apparently Mom thinks this is a good thing. However, the pills also have prednisone in them, so I have to pee a lot. So, while I slept most of the night last night (my ears and skin were already WAY less itchy by last night) I did have to get up and pee about 2am. And again at 7am, but hey, that’s totally better than keeping Mom up ALL night, right? Dad could sleep through the end of the world, although I even woke him up Thursday night!
I am feeling better, although I am supposed to stay on a high dose of these pills (hey, it’s more peanut butter for me) for a couple of days and then we’ll taper off, and hopefully I won’t get all itchy again. Apparently ‘doodles (the mixes, not poodles) are known to be susceptible to allergies. Mom finds this rather amusing; we are ‘hypoallergenic’ because we don’t shed, and so are good for people who might be allergic to other animals, and yet we are susceptible to allergies ourselves. Go figure!
Apparently only time will tell whether I am allergic to a lot of stuff, or just a little bit of stuff. And I guess I'm "at the age" where allergies show up (so Abby may or may not have allergies, too). Anyway, there are meds, so it's not too big a deal. Now maybe I can just convince Mom to go see an allergist for her allergies...
While I am sleepy a fair amount of the time, when I go outside, I've got plenty of energy to give Abby a smackdown.
And I've been doing some zoomies (mostly in pursuit of my sister...).
Occasionally I actually catch her!
We've also been working on our 'Dancing with the Dogs' routine.
Believe it or not, Abby has actually been less of a pain than I expected. Even though I go out and do my zoomies and my bitey-face, I get tired kind of quickly, and she doesn't harass me too much about it. She just sort of spazzes out on her own.
Or sits in the snow.
Anyway, I'll try to catch up on bloggies as Mom and I start to feel better.
-Fiona and Abby the Hippobottomus