Poor Klea scratched herself until she bled last Thursday. And while I hate going to the doctor and rely heavily on home remedies, I just couldn't watch her suffer like that anymore.
I was going out of town anyway and her vet also side hustles as a groomer and kennel. It just made sense to have them check her out while I was away.
It's not fleas (thank God!) but she was having an allergic reaction to... get this... the flea powder I put down on my carpets.
I can't seem to win around here!
The Doc told me to continue using the same shampoo and such on her but to shampoo my carpets to get the irritants out and away from the doggie. She also told me to start using Frontline. I never have because it is so GD expensive but I tell you it works super magic.
The next thing I have to do is get an exterminator who will treat the borders of my apartment with a Frontline type chemical so the insects might hop in but they'll die before giving birth. But that will have to wait until summer.
So, for now, Miss Klea is on two medicines - an antibiotic and a steriod. The little white pills are super easy because they can be hidden in peanut butter. But I'm sure one of us is going to die over these green capsules. The melee' that ensues twice a day is getting out of control. I don't know if I have another 6 days in me.
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