‘Tis But a Scratch

 

We thought your eye was infected

They dyed it green and bacteria was detected.

Two different drops were prescribed

Three times a day, one on each side.

You poor little thing, you had a scratch

It must have happened in your wrestling match.

That little boston terrier you like to lick

Had scratched your eye and made you sick.

Here are the stats on how we’ve fared

Getting our little ball of fur some care.

Total hours of driving to the vet, to my dismay

Was 12 with the furball crying the whole way.

Times he got out of his safety seat:

2, apparently that system can be beat.

Number of drops to get him healthy

122, and we had to be stealthy.

Half way through we had to change drops

The old ones were helping, but not a lot.

Snausages are no longer a favoured treat

He now associates them with our deceit.

Total time from start to finish

Was 20 days, but now the scratch is diminished.

He has a little scar, but I hear chicks dig ‘em

I’m getting him goggles for future protection.

His behaviour is back and his appetite never left

After this debacle, we need a rest!


You can sort of see a white dot on the bottom, left eye. That's his scar.

Yeah, That Just Happened!

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4 Comments

  1. Bex Says:

    Don’t they look like the Hulk gone bad when they put the green dye in? Poor little ‘Gus. Glad he’s on the mend.

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  2. Krysta Says:

    Awwww poor Angus:(
    What a good mommy & daddy you two were.
    Not too much quite the poet, Jenn!
    I’m so impressed.
    pretend hugs to you all!!
    muah.

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  3. Krysta Says:

    I just reread my comment… GOHD has my spoken and written word gotten bad… and I mean awful. Bex says it’s baby-brain… I’m just embarrassed.

    I meant:
    “Not to MENTION, YOU’RE quite the poet, Jenn!”

    You still love me despite my awful spelling right?!

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    Jenn Reply:

    Oh I think you have the worst baby-brain I’ve ever encountered. I blame everything on that.

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