Humiliated

Although I am to go into work today again, first things first and I have to take Scrumpy, our eldest dog, to the vet's. She seems to have been in season for the last 2 months or so and it doesn't want to let up, the poor mutt has been on a constant period which isn't fun for anyone. So this morning I take her down to the vet to try and see if they can figure out what's wrong with her.

Of course the first trauma is getting her into the car - her back legs aren't what they used to be so knowing she wouldn't be able to make the leap into the back seat I push the passenger side front seat all the way back and put her in the footwell (of course making sure there are plenty of blankets down because I don't want her to blob all over the leather seats!). We get to the vets in once piece, but the next problem is actually getting her into the vets. She's not having any of it and drops like a dead weight and digs her claws into the tarmac. So insistent is she I eventually have to resort into carrying her into the examination room (and let me tell ya, at 20KG she ain't no light weight!).

Once we've finally hoisted her on to the exam table the poor sausage then has to endure the vet giving her internal exams of her butt and puppy canal and then has a thermometer hooted up there as well just for good measure. And as if that wasn't enough they decide to give her an ultra sound of her womb - so out come the clippers and 20 seconds later she's now devoid of her belly hair and lathered in something similar to KY Jelly. It seems the trauma was worth it though since the scan didn't reveal anything cancerous.

The vet though it might be hormonal so he's given her a jab of steroids which should hopefully stop the bleeding in a week or so. If that doesn't work however the only viable option then is for to get a hysterectomy, which at her age might be a bit risky - we'll just have to wait and see what happens I guess.

So 40 quid lighter and one very miffed dog afterwards we head on back home so I can drop her off and then get to work.

By the time 4pm comes around there is no work left to do whatsoever so I go pick my sister up from work and after showing her my parents new house we go home and while she prepares tea I do some more packing - this time it's my Mum's posh dining set which she's had for like 30 years or something daft like that - but after a lot of wrapping and newsprint messiness it's all boxed up and ready to go.

Posted by Abi on the April 21, 2006 9:49 PM