Vet also looked at LeLu. Yes, she has inflamed gums. Doc brushed her teeth yesterday, and they bled plenty. He has to do more of that. And in response to her sudden not eating, we have boiled chicken, hand shredded, and chicken baby food. And instructions to heat it ever so slightly. LeLu has disappeared, of course. Vet offered to shave her, but not until it warms up. She's so thin, she needs the padding. Even if it is all matted.
So I had a nice visit with a neighbor. To bad he doesn't live on my and Chewy's walking route. He's on Doc's route. Doc saw him yesterday, that's when Vet got tipped off that I like King Cake. I like to let it get just a bit stale and dip it in my coffee. Nom. I certainly didn't expect the free veterinary advice. That was really nice of him. To take the time out on a really nice Sunday to check out my cats.
Chewy got attacked the other day. He didn't get hurt. I lifted him out of the fray by his harness and the dogs on him ended up attacking each other. I was so scared for Chewy and he was shaking so hard the rest of the way home that he couldn't walk a straight line. I hate white people who do not discipline their dogs. And let them run free. If it weren't for the harness and leash to lift him out, I would have reached in the mess to get him out. It totally sucked.
Tomorrow, one of his new pieces of clothing should be here. I can't wait. My punk rock doggie. I made him a t-shirt on one of those "create-on-demand" sites that says "Psycho Puppy". But I'm not yet willing to pay $25 for it. It's just a t-shirt. Plain, white, short sleeved.
