Yesterday I had to spend the WHOLE DAY at Dr. Patricia's office, sitting around in a cage. And the reason I had to do that was because they wanted some pee from me, and they wanted to take it out of my bladder with a needle. I hate it when they do that because it hurts! But they were determined to do it because Mom thinks I have a UTI, which stands for urinary tract infection, and that's something else that hurts!
Anyway, Mom took me to see Dr. Griswald because Mom is worried about me, as usual. Mom has been worrying for a long time about how thin my hair is getting, and also about how I don't like to go for walks or do much of anything except sleep and eat and write blog entries. Also I am losing muscle mass, and I can't jump up on the bed and on other high places, but I can get on the sofa just fine. Then last week, Mom suddenly noticed that I had these sunken places above my eyes. Gabe used to have that, and the doctor said it was because he had been taking prednisone for several years. But I don't take prednisone. So Mom got all worried and made an appointment for me at Dr. Patricia's office.
So we don't know what's going on with me yet because the blood test results won't come back until maybe Thursday. But I just have to say that I think it would be much better for Mom to spend her money on dog treats instead of on having me get stuck with needles!
Anyway, yesterday evening, Nicky just kind of hung out and slept on the living room floor, with his little blue bandage on. Of course, most evenings he sleeps on the living room floor, so the only thing that was very different was that he had a blue tail. Saturday he has to go back and get his bandage changed. Mom is not supposed to take it off of him because it is meant to keep poop from getting into his wound. We don't know how many stitches he has, because we cannot look under the bandage.
So now Dodgie is at the Rainbow Bridge, with lots of other dogs and cats, including Gabe. And maybe someday we will all get to see each other again.