Trooper is one snotty dog today. His eyes are goopy. He scratched an itch on his face so badly it's bleeding a tad. And he looks more wind blown than usual. Spring is not his friend. And spring in Sacramento is really not friends to anyone with allergies, this being the allergy capitol of the universe.
We have had very little rain this winter and you can see the pollen streaming through the air. Achoo!
Zephyr had terribly allergies when he was younger. He'd chew and scratch horrible patches of fur off until he looked like a mangy mutt. Needless to say we go through a lot of Benedryl around here--easier on the dogs than steroid based meds and recommended by my vet.
Trooper is just too low to the ground--all that tall grass wisping past his face, the sidewalk crud blowing up into his eyes. I suppose this is a small dog problem in general. Poor Trooper. He just can't catch a break.
So, just when I thought we were done with the pre-coffee rounds of soft cheese and cat food on a spoon, we are now back on it. Ack. (If this baffles you, it's the only way to get pills in Trooper. His internal mechanisms may be wonky, but he can smell a hidden pill unless it's drowned in a juicy morsel of gooey cat food. Sigh.)
Now, if you'll excuse me Trooper is getting a bath. Clean off that pollen, breath in some steamy warm water, get last night's pee-and-dog park out of his fur.
And if you could pour me some coffee, that would be great. :-)
d, xo
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