Micah's first time 'abroad'. His behavior is exemplary.
My Demon Spawn is also well behaved, not a peep out of either of them. They did turn heads by dragging me through the lobby like we were in the lead of the Ididarod.
I love this breed, despite how expensive they are to get through the destructive puppy stages and the unavoidable medical mishaps. Couch dwellers don't zoom past obstacles ripping their hides off, get bitten by snakes, ingest all sorts microbes in creek water and opossum feces, pointers are not couch dwellers.
OK, this one is, but it's only for a brief moment.
Then it's back to Go, Go, Go.
Good news from the vet: as the test results from California indicated that Micah doesn't the autoimmune disorder, it appears his double antibiotic treatment is snuffing out the bacterial pocket deep in his palate. He continues to be able to open his mouth more and more each week, a sign that the abscess is shrinking. There is always the possibility that once the antibiotics are ended, that it may flare up again. Contingency plan already in the books: appointment in January with a veterinary dental surgeon. Hopefully not needed, but better safe than sorry. The abscess is in a terrible place only accessible from the outside by cutting away the orbital bone around his eye, or, as Dr. Beryessa hopes, this dental surgeon can go in beside a tooth and drain it.
Always something.
