The BOOKMARK in Dolega

It has been six weeks and I really should update my angry post , along with an apology and a health report on Cody, the Magnificent Rottweiler.

After our unpleasant encounter back in February, Dr, Whatsit, whose name is really Dan Evers, came by the store and offered to look at and treat poor old Cody, who was looking worse and worse.   Along with his wife, Dan was obviously a dog lover, and gave Cody a thorough exam and blood tests, which verified my worst fears.  The David vet who had treated the dog for parasites, had overdosed him on Doxicycline, and my old pal had kidney failure and anaemia.  I was shattered and even ugly Americans come close to tears when their ten year old canine companion is given a probable death sentence.

BUT I had underestimated the new vet, and he proposed a low-protein diet,  gave Cody a couple of shots along with a daily dose  of mild penicillin deriviative, plus…oh my…ear drops for a fungal infection, arthritis pills and lots of encouragement.

I spent the next two days googling dog diets for kidney failure (I couldn’t afford the canned K/D diet) and apparently have come up with a winner, even adding a tad of calcium carbonate to ease his kidneys.  The dog, bless him, has come back to life, like there is no tomorrow.  He is ravenously hungry, eats three meals a day, has gained more than 20 pounds, always ready for a walk or playing ball, or whatever…he thinks he’s five years old again.  I have trouble keeping up with him, and am thinking of perhaps making his diet up for the two of us.

So, though I am inclined to agree with those who call me curmudgeon (Cindy calls me Mudge, for short, which if far more pleasant than Cur, I must say), my Ugly American experience has had a -thus far- very happy ending.  Those of you who have vet concerns, be sure to check out Dr. Dan, who is planning to move here permanently, though he is here only periodically at the present.  So ends another diatribe in peace and happiness.