Hi, everyone! It’s me, Noodle!
I finally got Mom to not be grumpy long enough to type my post. Uh oh – if you could only see the look she just gave me. I better make this quick!
Soooooo, on the 3rd, Macy decided to eat one of the most disgusting things ever:
A mostly full tube of triple antibiotic ointment. She licked it absolutely clean. Would you believe she didn’t throw up or even have the runs?!
She had an appointment scheduled with the vet for the next day, so Mom didn’t freak too much since Macy wasn’t showing any signs of being sick.
When the vet came, she said not to worry and Macy got her 2nd leptospirosis shot:
And I had my pre-dental exam:
Turns out, I don’t need a dental after all! The vet was able to “hand scale” my teeth. Aside from not having to get anesthesia, it only cost Mom $5! We were both very happy. The vet also gave Mom an antimicrobial mouth rinse called Clenz-a-dent to use after she brushes my teeth with my regular toothpaste. It’s a syrupy liquid thingy-thing that she brushes my teeth with and then squeezes into my mouth after. It’s supposed to dissolve tartar. The vet said doing all three things (brushing with toothpaste, brushing with the rinse, and squirting the rinse) should keep my pearly whites extra bright for a long time. She told Mom at the very least, to squirt the squirty stuff in my mouth twice a week.
After the vet left, Macy was being a baby.
That innocence lasted for all of two seconds!
Fast forward to Saturday the 12th. Mom is grumpy from pain due to the accident. Uh oh, there’s that look from her again. Macy was being rambunctious as usual when all of a sudden, Mom could hear her but couldn’t see her. Mom went looking and nothing! Then she realized where Macy was….
Can you guess where she was????
INSIDE THE BOX SPRING! She followed Jamison in there!!!!
Mom got her to come out after a few minutes only for Macy to run inside a little while later when she got in trouble with Mom. If Macy grows another 1/2 a pound, she’ll get stuck in there! Dad’s supposed to fix it so she can’t get back in there again.
On Sunday, Mom asked Dad to give me a bath because I was “crunchy and stinky”. It’s not funny, I was LITERALLY crunchy from Macy grabbing me and leaving slobber trails in my fur. Disgusting beast that dog is.
At first Dad said, “No way. He’s fine!” Then Mom asked in that fake nice voice that made Dad realize she was serious-serious. Well, since Dad has only given me one bath, Mom supervised because a) she did not think he would do it right, and b) she has no pictures of me getting a bath since she’s the picture taker.
You should’ve heard Mom: “What about his tummy?”
Dad: *washes tummy reaches for shower head to rinse*
Mom: “What about his front legs?”
Dad: “I got his front legs.”
Mom: “No you didn’t! I’ve been watching to make sure!”
Dad: *washes my front legs*
Mom: “Don’t forget his tushy.”
Dad: “NO WAY!”
Mom: “You HAVE to!”
Thank DOG Macy was locked up this time and not watching all of this. It did make Mom smile a bit, though. That was worth it I suppose. She was SUPER thankful Dad gave me a bath.
Finally, I have an update on Franklin:
She’s trying to walk but her right leg isn’t doing what it’s supposed to. Mom is going to try to get her into the vet on Friday. Thank you all for your prayers because they seem to have worked!
Gotta run! Talk to you soon…