The adventuresome life of a Great Pyrenees/Newfoundland dog in Northwestern Ontario

Remember this?

Well… I’m still ITCHY!

Elizabeth took me to see Dr. Celia on Friday, and she prescribed a different antibiotic and anti-histamine. But by the time we got out of Dr. Celia’s place, the pharmacy was closed.

Then we had the first winter storm of the season.

We were snowed/iced in for three days.

By this morning, I was going crazy with ITCH. I was scratching and chewing my elbow. I was suffering dreadfully in my, er… nether region. My belly ITCHED. My chest ITCHED. My ears were OooOOoooH, soOOoo ITCHY! Even my mouth was ITCH ITCH ITCHING!

Elizabeth phoned my friends at the Vets’ and they gave me an 11:00 appointment.

We walked down from the bookshop. It’s nice and crisp out and the sidewalks are mostly clear now. We had to wait for the lights to change at the corner of Second and Matheson streets so we could cross to the Vets’ side and walk down the hill toward the Lake. I wanted to slide down on my bum, but that wouldn’t have been very lady-like. If the sidewalks still had snow on them, I might have done it anyway, though. I’m that ITCHY!

Well, I got up on the metal box that tells everyone how fat I am, and I weighed only 111.5 pounds. I think I’ve scratched it all off. And you know, Dr. Celia didn’t even notice I’d lost weight? Oh, well…

I think she just thought I hadn’t lost ENOUGH, because the next thing I know, she’s got the buzzy hand-held machine on and suddenly, all my elbow wool is gone! There is nothing more degrading to a Great Newfenees than wool loss. Nothing.

Then she pried up my tail to check my, er… nether region. Well, that was really humiliating, too, because I’ve been so ITCHY there… I’m missing a lot of bum wool now, too. It just kinda came out as I chewed at the ITCHINESS. I couldn’t help it. I just. Couldn’t. Help it.  -:o(=

Dr. Celia put something called steroid spray all over my elbow and, er… nether region. That stopped the itching (Ohhhh… Thank YOU, Dr. Celia!). Then she sent for one of the assistants… who came in with…. Oh, I just can’t bear the humiliation. And everyone in Kenora saw us as we walked back to the bookshop. And while we waited for the lights to change at the corner.  People moved away from me. People gave Elizabeth knowing smiles as they passed….

OH, I JUST WANT TO DIE!

 

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Comments on: "Sometimes Life is a Bummer" (5)

  1. Oh, Stella, all the Paris dogs are wearing cones these days…… you could paint yours like a tulip and you’d be a breath of spring at the beginning of winter and the envy of all the other dogs!

  2. Oh Stella! I feel for you! There’s nothing worse than being itchy and wearing a cone on your head. I hope you feel better soon.

    • Clowie, You are so kind. Thank you for your heartfelt good wishes. You are so right! But I am glad to report that, although I am still not ready to be seen in public (I’ll get Elizabeth for posting those photos!), the spray, which stings when applied, is making my itchy spots (the worst ones) feel much better. Unfortunately, Elizabeth can’t spray me all over. My wool prevents the steroid from reaching my skin. And there’s NO WAY I’m letting ANYONE buzz my wool off ALL OVER… no matter how ITCHY I am!
      I’m sure you understand. Our wool is our crowning glory!

      • I see the problem. Our wonderful coats will keep anything out. It would be a calamity to lose much of it – especially at the beginning of a Canadian winter!

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