Toby had to go to the V-E-T. He’s had this red rash on his nose–he showed it to me one day when it was really red. I said “ick”. He said it itched. The V-E-T took him in the back room and scrapped off some stuff and looked at it in the big machine. He stuck his eye down on the machine and Toby heard him say: “hmmmm”. Toby told me that didn’t sound good. The V-E-T told Mom and Dad that Toby has demodectic mange. EEEEEEWWWWW.
It’s not something OLD dogs get if their immune systems are working right. I don’t know what that means, but it can’t be good. So, he had to go stay at the V-E-T all day today. They put some wet stuff all over him and he had to air dry. At least he didn’t get sucked up and blown away like I did the other day!! Mom says he has to go and get this stuff on him 3 more times!! At least….. Boy, he’ll have more baths that I could ever think about. Better him than me, I say.
So, you ask: what’s this about my crate? Well, I took a stand today and said “NO MORE!” I’m almost 1-year old and I think I can show them I’m a big girl now!! And I had no one here (Toby) to tell me what to do. Well, actually, I tell him what to do, but you get the idea.
So, Mom and Dad left and I was all alone in the house. I had the whole house to myself!! Well, the kitties were there, but they don’t count. And I was good! See. I told you I could be good. I just have to work on it sometimes. Mom and Dad were really busy today and came home, left again, came home, left again. I bet they were dizzy from all that coming and going. I know I wasn’t. I was in charge and I protected the house from intruders!! And not in my crate. I felt so grown up.
Then Toby came home. I was glad to see him and told him how I can now help him guard the house too. He thought that was a good idea. We have too many of those SQ things around and one might even get into the house. It a big job and takes both of us to keep them away. At least that’s what I say….