My sweet Lizzie was experiencing some urinary trouble last week which meant another vet visit on Wednesday. She's so timid when it comes to drinking water, that we just about stop everything we're doing when she's getting a drink as to not distract her. In addition to that, we always tell her she's a good girl while she's drinking. Nevertheless, this is the second urinary tract infection she's had in the last year.
She was prescribed Baytril (antibiotic) and dl-methionine (urinary acidifier) but in the mean time she started scratching. She got a case of the "itchies" last fall, as well. I gave her a bath this morning with a colloidal oatmeal shampoo and hope that alleviates her discomfort. (Washing the offending pollens off with a hypo-allergenic shampoo usually does the trick.) It is supposed to reach 70°F today, but our home is too cold for a soggy doggy. Right now she's shivering under a heavy cotton blanket next to me on the sofa. She's so pitiful!
Overall, she's much less frightened than she used to be. She isn't even scared of the vacuum any more...yay! She's really turning into a toy hound too. It doesn't take much to get her pouncing, pawing, flipping, and chewing on her toys.
The vet was able to scrape some tartar build-up from her upper canine teeth with absolutely no trouble. He said the rest of her teeth were perfect (big relief). He also remarked upon her excellent attitude (she loves the attention she receives from the humans) and luxurious coat.
Now, if I could keep her from gaining so much weight. She eats so little and NEVER gets any people food. She doesn't look much heavier, but she's gained another three pounds. I wish we had a fenced yard for her to play in. I know she would enjoy that even more than her walks, which are a highlight of her day.