Doggo Therapy

A friend of mine who lives up in Baltimore came to visit today. We've been talking about her coming to meet Toffee for ... a year. Since we got her. When we ran into her on Saturday I brought it back up and she said she was free today. 

So were we. 

She came to visit and we had a blast. She loves dogs, and her old doggo boy passed away a year or so ago so she's been jonesing for some doggie time. 

She's especially interested in possibly adopting Dahlia, if that is an option. They got along wonderfully, and because she is not a stranger to us, well, playtime with Toffee can be a thing. We can make it happen. 

I think our time together brought joy to her heart. She lost her job last year right after buying a house, she's hurting and struggling. She has a very specific job/career and she's really not sure what to do next. 

Dogs fix that. 

Yesterday I noticed Dahlia's left ear was kinda gross. I thought it was bleeding, like Toffee bit her or something during the play fighting they do ... but it wasn't blood. It was oooooooze and gross. Coming right out of her ear. She has been shaking her head a lot, and I thought it was nothing. She didn't start doing it until Sunday so she's been here a few days and didn't come with it. 

Hmmmm. 

We wiped it down with some hot water and then later in the day Doug took her into the bathroom and used hydrogen peroxide to clean it up better. The last hot spot experience we had was with Kinger, way back in the day, when he ad one under his collar under his chin, and it was the worst. 

I texted Doug's co-worker to ask if she had a history of this or if she had a vet with medical records we could get. She said her brother didn't take her to the vet regularly. 

So, you mean, like, she's not up to date on rabies or other mandatory shots?

(note: I didn't ask this when we got her, and well, maybe I should have but. I was not thinking we'd need to get her some vet treatment). 

She told me to go ahead and take her to the vet if I thought it was a good idea. She was on her way to Florida and driving. 

Oh okay. 

So we cleaned her ear again tonight, and tomorrow morning we'll do it again. It is starting to get smelly so I'm going to call the vet first thing and see if we can bring her in. If not tomorrow, maybe Wednesday.  

I will say, she's so sweet. So gentle and not fighting with us. She is allowing us to rub and pour warm water onto her skin and a little hydrogen peroxide there to help with the infection. The poor thing. She really is lovely.

I know the guy had a stroke, but, you should have a vet and vaccines if you're going to have a dog. That's all. Minimum amount of effort. 

I did go to the gym today while The Pack (doug and 2 dogs) napped. I didn't walk as long as yesterday but, I went. My sister talked to me on the phone and kept me going when I wanted to give up. Just listening to her babble helps the time pass. 

There's a guy I see at the gym a lot, he's probably in his late 20, black, great hair, and he runs on the treadmill. RUNS. He set up next to me and before he kicked in I patted him on the shoulder and said "you go and GET IT!" I said I was impressed with watching him run a couple times this week and he laughed. 

"If I tried to run on these things I would fall down. Fall Right the hell down." 

Seriously, impressive.

Final thought,  I'm annoyed as heck that I have to work tomorrow. It is a busy day lined up, I'd like to skip my 4pm meeting but don't think I can. Garumph Harumph Meh.

Here are some happy pictures. Digits below. 

digits

exercise: 11/12 hours. Missed 9am by a minute. Gym: 25 minutes/1.14 miles. 8k steps by bedtime (couldn't push myself like last night to get to 10).

blood glucose:

10am: 146
5pm: 178
10:30pm: 188

food:

coffee/water
noon: metformin, english muffin w/pb
3pm: slab of banana bread
7pm: piece of chicken parm
8pm: banana muffin
8:30pm: metformin+jardiance
white wine (wasn't gonna drink today but. ya know).