So something weird happened last night. I was minding my own business being a good boy and all of a sudden got this itchy spot on one of my back toes and spent the greater part of today licking
tending to it while mom was at work. Mom’s not sure just what caused it to flare up. Initially she thought it might be one of those nasty foxtails she told you about HERE; it has been hot and dry lately and those bad boys are everywhere but after she checked it thoroughly, it seemed like that wasn’t the case but still can’t stop licking it and making it even more angry at me.
Thank goodness mom cleaned it up really well and put some antibiotic cream to make it feel better. Then she pulled out one of the dreaded snow booties to keep me from licking it. Really? How could you, mom? You know I hate those things. So now I’m walking around flicking my foot hoping I can get that stupid thing extracted from my paw, but mom’s gotten too clever with the fastener. Maybe when she’s asleep or at work I can figure out a way get it off. Till then, think good things and hopefully this thing clears up quickly. Mom said something about going to the vet but I started singing the “la, la, la, la, la, I can’t hear you” song and hope she forgets that. In the meantime between getting better and getting that dang thing off my foot (the blue thingy in the lower right hand corner), I’ll be doing lots of this (even if mom’s shins are kind of boney).
Live, love, bark! <3