There Are Things I'd Rather Be Doing

Ollie is a floppy eared dog.  He also supposedly has allergies.  The combination of the two make his ears ripe for infection.  

The first time he had one was when he was about 1.5 years old.  Unfortunately at the time, I didn't know the signs to look for and by the time we got him to the vet, his poor ear was a mess.

Since that time, he has had at least 5 or 6 more infections requiring vet visits and a couple more we have treated at home.

Monday morning, as I was snuggling with him before leaving for school, I became suspicious of the smell coming from his ear.  Monday afternoon he got a hair cut and the groomer confirmed that he did, indeed, have yet another ear infection.

So...Tuesday we had to go visit the vet...

Poor baby knows exactly where we are and oh how he dreads getting that scope down his ear.

He lies by the door and whines because he wants to leave.

The vet and the vet techs all comment on what a good boy he is...he is just so tolerant of everything they do to him and even though I know he hates what they are doing, he never even attempts to nip or bite anyone.

In the end his right ear was infected (which we knew) so he got a medication placed in it and we go back in two weeks to make sure it's gone.  

Fortunately, the vet is the parent of kids who go to the school I teach at so I get the "poorly paid teacher's" discount.