Jammy, the cat is doing fine even though he continues to eat pureed gruel.
But da dogs!
Odin goes back to surgery Thursday. Both his lids are turning once more. Poor big guy is suffering terribly. I'm angry we've had to wait so long for a surgical date, but like everywhere else they're shorthanded.
Meanwhile I've done my best to keep antibiotic in his eyes and lubricate them regularly. He hates it! He knows when I'm coming to give him treatment and he tries to hide his face, but he also knows mom won't relent.
Thursday cannot come soon enough.
Meanwhile Nana is feeling her age. She's ten which is old but not ancient for a border collie. Her joints hurt, and now she's developed a skin allergy that's yearlong. She's on a very expensive allergy medicine called Cytopoint.
It's expensive because it's dosed by the pound which brings me to Nana's other problem. Her weight.
She is huge.
I have her on a diet for a 66 lb dog. She is currently 92 lbs. This means she's hungry all the time.
We had her thyroid checked and did a complete blood work up. It's all normal.
We're going to start walking her more though it'll be slow because of her joints. It's really a Catch-22. If the extra exercise doesn't work, my vet says we need to address her quality of life.
There's no point starving her because too restrictive a diet will backfire and make things worse.
She does have massive amounts of fatty tumors under her muscle layer. That's part of the excess weight. At her age I'd rather not do surgery on benign tumors.
So, I'm like a tennis ball going back and forth between dogs.
Nana, thankfully is easy to work with. Odin is as stubborn as he is big. Fortunately, I can be just as stubborn. I just hope he never realizes he can overpower me at any time.
Wish us luck.
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