Sunday, May 26, 2013

While Searching For a Hound Friendly Vet...

Horton and I recently looked up some more local vets. Our preferred vets are far from our home, someone closer as backup makes perfect sense.

Vet 1 just around the corner. Probably a fresh graduate with little practical experience. Loves her own voice, wants to put Horton on phenobarbital to prevent the once a year seizure he has. Wants to put him on a special diet in spite of me repeatedly saying 'new food is a trigger...' Prescribes antibiotics without testing for bacteria. No points scored by Vet 1.

100% scored by Horton who was a big star in the waiting room while we waited to pay. He charmed 2 cat lovers into giving him belly rubs, befriended one of the crated cats, exchanged phone numbers with a Staffy girl in a hot pink collar and convinced a scared little human boy to relax enough to reach out and stroke his ears.

Vet 2 a little further away, also a holistic vet who sometimes uses homeopathy to obtain the desired results. First thing he noticed was Horton's size. He called him 'big and sturdy'. When I asked him if he meant overweight, he said no, Mr. H is not quite there yet. Vet 2 scored big points right of the bat!

Vet 2 had a lot of sensible stuff to say about what dogs eat and are supposed to eat and how any type of grain (even rice) should be avoided. He was in favor of home cooking or an organic food (which he happened to have on the shelve). Vet 2 knows how to absorb, integrate and connect information and results.

Vet 2 also made no promises about the immediate relieve of H's symptoms but asked that we report back every seven days so that we can adjust the medication until it is near perfect. More points.

At the end of the visit (where I produced my credit card and paid for a consultation, medicine, a small bag of holistic food and the bone Horton stole off a shelve) , I noticed the list of ingredients on the bag of holistic food: Brown Rice, Chicken and Linseed. And with that Vet 2 lost some crucial points for having said that grains should be avoided but recommending a food that contains one. But we will give him a chance to redeem himself. And we will educate him at the same time.

Wipe your mouth after eating.

Bark.. growl...


Clean face. Cool as ice.

A little nap.

Bofa is always the hound in the house with the sweetest face when he sleeps. Except for this one time.

Pay attention Human

Whenever Butter thinks I might miss the Dinner Deadline, she gives me a little dinner show by lying on her back running with her legs in the air. One night I failed to notice the show that was offered in exchange for food. She improvised.

Every time I tried to put a hand full of stuffing back Butter would push her head into the hole to prevent me from doing so.

Dinner first Human! Stuffing later. Unless you're planning to serve a stuffed turkey...

Hounds. They rule this house with a wicked sense of humor.