It was still raining this morning when we went out for our walk, so I had to wear my coat. SHE says I don't have to wear it for a while. It's supposed to keep getting warmer every day this week and no more rain. Yea!
I'm not producing enough tears in my right eye (and I have a little infection there too), so SHE has to put two medicines in it every day now. We'll see if I let HER. I'm pretty strong you know and have a neat trick. I put my head into HER lap so SHE can't get at my face.
We haven't heard from the doctor yet about my results, so SHE will have to tell you about them later after we hear. I need a nap, then dinner.
UPDATE: It doesn't seem to be a problem with my kidneys so the doctor lady is sending my blood out to be tested for a thyroid problem. (From Izzie's mom. As I was about to publish the post there at the bottom was an ad for low thyroid. Weird!)
I spent a very rainy day at what SHE calls a doggie spa. It's not too far from where we live. The lady who owns it met us at a parking lot because the causeway to her place is flooded and the lady didn't want HER to get our car stuck. There were only two other dogs there today and we all got to go out on walks. SHE made me wear my red raincoat cause I don't like going out in the rain, but I did like to go out with the other dogs. SHE makes me wear the coat so I don't get my tummy so dirty.
The nice lady sat on the floor to play with us dogs and I liked to sit with her, but I didn't want the other dogs to horn in on my time. I just growled at them. Nothing particularly nasty, but just enough to let them know who's the boss.
Tomorrow SHE wants me to see our vet again. SHE's worried that I'm drinking too much water. I don't know what's the problem, but we'll see.
UPDATE (31 March 2010): It's not diabetes. They took a bunch of blood from me to see if my kidneys are working ok. If that turns out negative then they'll send some of my blood out to see how my thyroid is working. It's a bitch getting old. Oh, I'm a bitch.
I don't feel like going out for walks very much these days. My left back leg is still a bit weak. After we come back from our walk, I have a hard time going up even the two steps into the house. SHE hopes that with such good weather, my leg will get stronger. I do like going out with her though. Trips to the dump and to the grocery store are great, because I only have to walk to the car. SHE's threatening to go to Dodge Point and do a real walk sometime soon, but I have to get stronger first. Right now just going to the end of the road is enough.