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HOT SPOT

Booker has been licking his left foot since Wednesday, well Tuesday given a little "denial" time.

So I diagnosed a "hot spot". An infection dogs get under the fur. The rain forest atmosphere plus the saliva is a perfect medium for growing a sore.

Off we went to the vet. Our usual guy, Dr. Burbank, is off for the summer to Montana so we had Dr. Koodrich who did really well.

Yes. It was a hot spot. He got a little shave job and a clean up and a wonderful deep purple bandage on his foot. He is being amazingly good about it. He rebelled a bit at first but now it is a part of him. Jumping into the Volvo. Helping with the dog food chores.

We stopped at PetSmart on the way home for some food and dog biscuits. Somehow, Dads always spill a little putting the kibble into the big GI can that serves as a storage bin. Booker counts on those dribbles!

So.

Booker has some antibiotic. Days worth of it. He is and will stay on the benadryl I started him on yesterday. There is some salve.

We got a set of boots to wear. PetSmart had them. A pack of four. One will do.

John is just now trying that out.

Not too much other drama.

He is walking around with the one boot with a high step like a performing horse.

One thing we didn't like to much is that she also found a lymph node swelling in the right haunch. We are cancer crazy ever since Franklin's melanoma. Easy does it. Maybe they are infected too. Maybe not. We will see.

Oh. The photo? You don't want to see a picture of a dog hot spot. Google one for yourself. Gruesome.

This is for some volcano fan club or something.

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