Wait and See

Observations:
Two words we've become accustomed to over the past few months: "wait and see". The latest involves Embry, as she made her first trip to the vet today. We all know that puppies pee. A lot. Approximately every 2,726 steps (...give or take). But they typically don't leak urine at any age. If they do, it is typically a sign of something more serious, such as ectopic ureter. I'd never heard of that either, until the vet mentioned it last night.

Embry does not seem to leak urine constantly, nor does she have a rash on her stomach or back legs, but she does lick herself often and seems to pee when she falls asleep on one of our laps. After a urinalysis today at the vet, she tested positive for a Urinary Tract Infection (UTI) and is now on antibiotics. Hopefully, that is the problem. I'm really hoping it is just a combination of young bladder and UTI. As it is with most things, however, we will not know for some time. Clavamox for two weeks, followed by her first "real" checkup and shots at the vet. If it is ectopic ureter, it's surgery. Very expensive surgery. And if not, we rejoice and be thankful. Our vet is spectacular and we're on top of things. So for the moment, we wait and see.

Granted, the rational side of me is saying this is nothing...just a UTI...nothing to be worried about. Kelsey had the same thing around the same age. We talk to Embry's breeder almost daily and she says it is a UTI...and nobody knows her dogs better than her. Chances are, I'm being hypochondriatic (triple word score!!!) and this will all blow over in a few weeks. We are both still on high alert after losing two dogs in five weeks. Any time one of our dogs sneezes funny or vomits, we look at them and think, "Was that a normal noise? Did they just eat something in the yard? Was that a typical projectile vomit, or was it a few inches further than usual?" It is just a phase. Once I get an actual night's sleep (more than four hours) and things calm down at work, I'll snap out of it. But for now, we wait and see.

Number of Days Without an Accident: Zero

Today, I'm Bleeding From: The side of my hand.

Current Interests:
This whole snow thing sucks. Actually, I don't mind the snow so much, but the ice is freakin' cold on my naughty bits. The cold outside is not worth the fun of using my teeth on sticks and things. I don't understand why the yellow dog hates me. She is the only dog in the house that tries to bite me. What did I ever do to her? Is it because I'm so pretty? On the other hand, I really like this Traz dog. He plays with me and we tug on a stuffed goose. I'm not too crazy about him smooshing me with his giantness, but he lets me hang from his collar and get swung around.

I also really like teeth. Teeth can be used for latching onto and poking tiny holes in Crocs...which are my chew toy of choice. As well as the basket in the corner. And furniture tags. And electrical cords. And the door threshold. And curtains. And the carpet. I like teeth. I think I shall use them more often.

The Other Dogs are Currently:
Darcy............*yawn* "Ok, I get it. It's a puppy. Can I sit on the couch?"
Sophie..........."Why is it still here? Do I need to crap on your bed?"
Tank Man......."Dude, it has teeth. Why aren't you afraid of it?!"
Traz.............."Watch this - I saw it on Tom & Jerry once..."