being responsible is no fun
It’s 3:30 a.m. and I just got home to find my puppy boy has broken a nail on his front paw. I know how he did it, but that’s not the problem. The problem is, what do I do? By the time half of you read this, I’ll probably have already called the vet of the groomer by now, but still… it’s concerning me now and that’s why I have a blog, dammit.
He’s not limping or anything, but the nail is visibly split. If you were in my shoes, would you take him to the vet? I pay $19.95/month for freaking PET INSURANCE. I’m pretty sure this is covered. Or would it be overreacting and should I just yank it off myself? (Ohmigod, I’m cringing at the thought of that right now.)
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two dolla » a really bad dog whisperer - that’s me. June 18th, 2006 at 10:04 pm
[...] by Wendy on 06/18/2006 om 22:01 catagorized: Riley There has been possibly a total of five months I’ve owned my dog where he hasn’t been on some type of medication. Pain medication when his nuts were removed, two rounds of allergy medication for a rash that wouldn’t go away, 45 days worth of Ivermectin for his alleged Demodectic Mange, typical Heartworm medication every month, and now he’s on another round of pain pills and antibiotic for his recent toenail situation. [...]