At 3.30 this afternoon (Monday) we had to make a return visit to the vet at Oakgrove. I think the residents of that area around Waitrose, of which there are likely to be quite a few, along with the customers coming and going at Waitrose, which is opposite Pet's Practice, will have heard Alfie's barking and general noise. He makes so much noise, barking vigorously as we get out of the car and then walking towards the surgery. We had to wait in the waiting area, but Alfie continued to let the whole world he was about, and then Rebecca, the vet, came out and we took him in to the consulting room. The antibiotics are working. The current course has been completed. I have been giving Alfie half of one of the tablets, crushed and put into his food twice a day. The congealed matter under each eye is receding gradually and the open wounds are healing nicely. Rebecca has given me a further course of medication, to again be given to Alfie twice a day and, again, crushed and put in his food.
Pets are expensive. The cost of this treatment is mounting up. But if you have to take a dog to the vet, for whatever, it is going to cost. I don't mind. Alfie deserves to have the treatment as it's no good leaving nature to take it's course. He gives so much love and deserves to be able to look after him properly. Dog's can't ask when they're unwell. Not that he has been seriously ill. We let him get very untidy before he was groomed recently. His nails needed trimming. He was somewhat neglected because Carol's chemotherapy had to come first, for obvious reasons. But hopefully the rawness under each eye, due to the build-up of gunk, is responding to treatment with the antibiotics.
Pets are expensive. The cost of this treatment is mounting up. But if you have to take a dog to the vet, for whatever, it is going to cost. I don't mind. Alfie deserves to have the treatment as it's no good leaving nature to take it's course. He gives so much love and deserves to be able to look after him properly. Dog's can't ask when they're unwell. Not that he has been seriously ill. We let him get very untidy before he was groomed recently. His nails needed trimming. He was somewhat neglected because Carol's chemotherapy had to come first, for obvious reasons. But hopefully the rawness under each eye, due to the build-up of gunk, is responding to treatment with the antibiotics.
When Alfie was a puppy we had him microchipped (as was Poppy, alas, no longer with us.) But, when we had to leave the house in Crownhill, we lost the details of how to get into the details of our address registered for the microchip. So, unfortunately, if he got lost or even stolen, and the microchip was scanned (as mircrochipping of dogs is now a legal requirement) the address that would come up on the register would not be our current address. So they did a scan for us and revealed the registered number so we can have the address changed, however it is done, on-line, or by filling in a form (which the receptionist at the vet's did for me.) I now need to go on-line and have this information revised so that if the worst happens he can be traced and Alfie returned to us.
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