poor baby grr...

Today was a rough one for Grrtrude...

We had a vet appointment to get a quick checkup on her left paw, which had a sore on it for the past two weeks.  During the checkup, which went well, I found out that she had an infection that was made worse by her licking it, which she had been doing.  It would scab over, she would lick it, it would get irritated, it would scab over...repeat.  This all meant that she needed to be fitted for one of those big collars and needs to wear it for about two weeks, at which point her toe should be all healed and no longer infected.  It is something about bacteria getting from her wound into her saliva and a cycle that keeps looping...Boo for my baby.  

She is also on some antibiotics and will need to go to a monthly cycle of flea and tick medicine until the hard freezes come due to some flea dirt found on her skin.  Seems like Grrtrude has had a bit of a tough welcome from the Mighty Midwest! 

Regardless of her difficulties, she is handling the collar with about as much grace as a princess can.  She is staying very close to me, especially when she bumps the collar on things (it spooks the crap out of her).  I am also doing some laundry and making sure to be extra gentle with her.  What a pair we must be: I am sick due to the rapid weather changes and she is in a silly looking collar.  Hopefully a visit with her Terrier friend Albus will help out some.  

Pictured below are the medicinal spoils of our trip to the vet - she is a bit of a mess, but we will get her fixed up in no time flat!

nothing like some puppy pill-poppin'

defeated dog...