I finally found a good vet through my friend Rabbit.  He's a country doctor, doesn't take appointments so you have to wait around for a long time, but he's cheap and accurate and caring with amazing vet techs who were funny, knowledgeable, and calming.

Bobby Hank has had this skin issue for a while: biting, licking, etc. occasionally to the point of blood drawn.  Now his skin is flakey, which I thought was a sign of healing, but nay -- allergies.  Now I have to bring him to a dermatological specialist (former vet professor from LSU, very good, works out of her house now in her retirement) so if you need the name of one, holler.  His biting has caused an infection.  So after a shot he is doing better and is now on daily antibiotics and allergy medication.

Here's why I am writing this: Pets can develop allergies later in life, with seemingly no provocation.  I did not know this.  Bobby Hank has been the picture of health until six or so months ago.  My trips to my previous vet yielded nothing, just staved off the symptoms.  He got better and then worse again very, very quickly.

Just like with our doctors, vets sometimes don't listen.  After consulting with my now previous vet she said, "Well, that's why we wanted you to come in for a follow-up last time."  I told her no one told me that, or I surely would've come.  Of course she's going to believe her vet techs when they lie and say they told me -- I probably would, too -- but the fact remains that since I wasn't told I was entitled to a follow-up visit, Bobby got worse.

So now there's an infection.  And I must stop the allergy.  Because now it's cyclical -- allergy, biting, infection, infection leads to more biting, which worsens the skin and the allergy.

Basically, I'm gonna do what I have to do to heal my doggy.  So over the next few weeks I'll be selling stuff.  I'll set up a kissing booth if I have to.  If you want something I post, please snap it up so I can afford to get Bobby the help he needs.

I am openly pandering to you who have furry friends and I have no shame.  To take Nicole Blackman slightly out of context

He may be face down on the pavement but I'm not
and I will fight you to save his life
because every day
in so many ways
he saved mine.


P.S.  Please don't think my pup-pup is at death's door.  He'll be fine.  But it's important that I speedily get this trouble under control so I can have several
more years with him.

This is Bobby Hank with his favorite toy, now long chewed up!