Dude. Our dog has serious issues. And lately? We've had the pleasure of adding doggie-gas to the list. Shudder.
Seriously, this dog has more issues than I can even name. She has always struggled with ear infections, yeast infections of the toe nails, skin infections on her back, the WORST bad breath you can ever imagine and many, many more problems I won't bore you with. Several years ago, out of desperation, our vet referred us to a dog dermatologist. Yep, that's right. They have those. So, being tired of all the vet bills and daily medication administrations, we decided to bite the bullet and go in with hopes that the doggie-derm could give us some sort of final solution.
Turns out? Allergies were the culprit to all of her symptoms. They actually did the skin-prick test on her that regular dermatologists do to their human patients. They shaved her side and gave her 30 different mini-shots of common allergens to see what she'd react to and you know what? She reacted to ALL BUT TWO OF THEM!!! Good grief. Our dog is even allergic to our cats. Sigh.
So we were given a vial of medicine and instructed to give her allergy shots every 10 days. Sigh, again. That was no fun, and to tell the truth, it didn't make much difference.
So here we are 4 years later in a new town with an entirely new set of allergens to deal with. Our current vet suggested a food trial. Maybe the problem is in her food? What a simple solution. So we bought the $55 bag-o-food and began said trial. So far? All the former symptoms remain with the new added one of doggie-flatulence. Ugh.
Poor Claire is sick and tired of me constantly checking her diaper for poop only to find it empty. Then we both glance over at the dog to see her sleeping peacefully now free of the offending gas.
Is it just me or are dog farts way more offensive than human ones? This food trial better not work, because I don't think I can bear to continue giving her food that will knowingly produce such an offensive problem.
Oops, time to escape. I sense yet another wave of foul aroma permeating the premises.
3 comments:
You have to read Walter,the Farting Dog. Buddy has the worst gas ever and we have taken to calling him Walter now since reading that book. There is whole series of them. I am sooooooooooo glad we are not the only ones that have to live with foul dog flatulence.
I'm sure your pregnancy doesn't help things. Gotta love those heightened senses!
I think it's time to get rid of that creepy, freaky dog.
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