Re my earlier post, about Fletcher cutting his ear.
Fletcher, the deaf Dalmatian, somehow caught his ear on his crate, and put a huge gash in said ear. He was bleeding all over the place, and when we tried to catch him he thought he'd done something wrong, not to mention when we finally did catch him and tried to put pressure on his ear that just hurt that much more and the thought we were trying to punish him...
Does this sound a bit messy? Let's just say he looked like a extra from Sweeney Todd.
We called the vet's office, let them know we were coming in. I called work, let them know I'd be late, then got ready, putting an extra layer of clothes over my work clothes so I wouldn't look like I belonged in the meat department instead of a cashier. Yup, when we got to the vet's Fletcher kept insisting on running around, scared by this point. It took four of us to hold him down while he had a muzzle put on him and a temporary bandage on his ear. Then they took him to an operating room, and der B drove me to work. I was late by just half an hour, and busy as all get out.
Finally, der B picked me up after work, and Fletcher's in the car with him. The ear looks great; we can hardly tell where the stitches went in. He's still groggy from the sedatives he was given, of course. But he's going to be fine.
Now we just have to get him to lose weight, something like forty pounds!
