A Whale of a Tail

Sorry for the cheesy title. I couldn't resist.

Remember a couple weeks ago how Daisy injured her tail, and I had to bandage it, and there was blood splattered from floor to ceiling in my house? If you do great! If you don't read about it here.

Anyway, I thought it healed. It looked healed to me, but Saturday morning, I went to let Daisy and Lady out and low and behold, blood . . . everywhere. It was much, much worse this time. Y'all I think she chewed her own tail off (or at least tried). I know that sounds crazy, but sometimes I call her Crazy Daisy. She's as sweet as can be, but she's an extremely nervous dog. And with me going back to work, her nervousness has been compounded. She doesn't like it when I leave.

The tip of her tail seriously looked like ground meat. So, a trip to the vet was more than warranted. Thank the good Lord both my vet's office and my pediatrician's office are open on Saturday mornings. We have had plenty of Saturday emergencies. The vet gave her antibiotics, explained that the tail has a lot of blood flow (hence all the crazy bleeding), cleaned her up, and told me to keep her bandaged. We also decided that it was best to keep the e-collar on her until her tail healed.

Guess what y'all? Dachsunds have long noses and long tails. Which means that even with the dumb collar (which I hate by the way), Daisy still managed to pull the bandages off. I kid you not, I think I cleaned up blood and rebandaged her tail six times on Saturday. She was fine as long as she was in my line of sight. But if she could get away, off came the bandage. Finally, Sunday morning, Patrick made a run to Tractor Supply and bought a muzzle. I hate the muzzle even more than the collar, and I would never muzzle any of my animals except out of neccessity. I'm only making her wear the muzzle when I can't keep an eye on her. But I am really afraid that she is going to do some serious damage to her tail. Needless to say, the muzzle helps some, but if she can find a little bit of tape to pull at with the half a centimeter her mouth will open, off comes the bandage.

Last night I slept with her right beside me to make sure that the bandage stayed on. And when I came home for lunch she was still bandaged so that's good news.

Needless to say, we had an interesting and rather gross weekend (I would show you a pic, but I don't want to make anyone any sicker than I've already made them).

In other news, all our paperwork is notarized and ready to apostille. We should have our Dossier turned in by early next week at the very latest. Yay!

And now I have to finish eating so I can get back to work. Happy Monday all!