Furry Chests

Peanut was supposed to have surgery last week. He's an old man now and has problems with his, er, bowels. He's already had 3 surgeries back there in the past few months and endless invasive exams that leave him feeling, well frankly, used and violated. Luckily, after we dropped him off, his doctor called us back in and told us he didn't need another surgery. He decided the best thing to do is to switch him to softer food and give him a strong antibiotic(remember when everyone was trying to buy stockpiles of Cipro because of all the Anthrax scares? That's what he's taking!) AND to help his immune system he's also taking steroids again. Yes my poor little dog is on the juice....I never believed that stuff really worked for animals but all sorts of interesting things have been happening here at Chez Peanut. It's as if he drank from the fountain of youth. He's jumping from couch to couch without taking a bouncing start, he's in constant 'hunting' mode, and he's also in serious 'thief' mode. But the strangest and best part is that the fur on his chest is noticeably thicker and his neck is sprouting curly patches. This isn't the first time he has taken steroids just the first time it made him grow chest hair. I was thinking about buying him a gold medallion or perhaps borrowing one from Mr.Ienjoysendingnakedpicturesofmyself. You remember him, right? More on him another day.

I won't mention names-and you know who you are- but a really insensitive person said to me,"Why are you wasting so much money on him when he's already old, I mean, why don't you just let him be. He's probably going to die in the next couple years anyway." Yeah.

Anyway I know I mentioned I was sick. I can't seem to get away from that damn topic. I'm pretty sure I'm anemic, which is a familiar subject for me so it's not a huge deal. I bought a regular multi-vitamin a few days ago and Mr.Pea's been bothering me and bothering me to eat steak and take some additional iron supplements(left over from the last time I was anemic) but I can't without letting my doc know and it was Martin Luther King Holiday weekend. I feel better today, though, so I'm just going to wait until my next appointment to mention it. I'm sick of all that stuff. At least I have an excuse to eat steak, not that I needed one. Sorry vegans, I tried the whole 'meat is murder' deal a few times and it didn't work.