So, I noticed that bear bait smelled, and she shouldn't be so far from her last bath that she smells. Naturally, I was convinced that she has cancer. Makes sense, doesn't it? Our last (best) dog started to get stinky and then he died of cancer. Of course he was about to turn 13, not 8, but cancer runs in bear bait's breed, so I was getting my panties in a wad.
Then last week bear bait started to limp. Oh ,my goodness, paw cancer? I didn't walk her for a couple of days, hoping to relieve something, but when I couldn't take her pacing the hardwood floor and incessant back yard barking due to non walking restlessness I gave in and leashed her up. She did start to limp about a mile in so I returned to Sylvia and brought bear bait home. Saturday the husband took bear bait out and he admitted that she started to limp again, Evan said she wasn't limping but I think he might have been trying to protect the husband thinking I would hurt him for doing the wrong thing to my canine girl friend.
Today I brought bear bait to the vet. I was right about the smell, but it is her yeast ridden ear that stinks, not her cancer. And she doesn't have the three different tick born illnesses that they could test for in the office, and bear bait was in usual form shaking and whining and never gave much of an indication to what if anything was really bothering her. The vet's theory? ARTHRITIS! Holy guacamole. My girl is OLD! In any case, bear bait is on bed rest, antibiotics, anti-inflammatory, and two kinds of ear drops. Next Monday I have a phone conference with the vet scheduled to discuss her progress or lack of. Poor girl! I wanted to request sedatives to help with the bed rest, but this is a new vet and I didn't want to give her the wrong impression.
Next time I'm bringing my portfolio and asking her if she thinks people might be interested in memorializing their dead pets, so I figured I'd be super sweet and as opposite of creepy as I could be this time around.