You try sleeping in this thing!

     I am listening to a dog whining and shaking an E-collar against the sides of his crate as I sit here writing.  Yep, Gavin’s ear started to act up again.  He’s not happy with me right now.  I’m not happy with his ear.  I thought we’d finally beaten it.  We were in the process of weaning him off his prednisone.  Guess we won’t do that right away.   

     At last, he has settled down to sleep.  I hope he sleeps through the night.  Tomorrow I’ll make another appointment with the vet and once again, he won’t get his shots because his ear is causing problems that will require more antibiotics.  Sigh.  I swear he knows when we’re going to take him for shots and he starts digging his ears so he won’t get them.  He hates going to the vet.  He’s the first dog we ever had that hated going there.  

     We did have a cat who hated it.  My old Siamese played Jekyll and Hyde.  She was the sweetest cat in the world until she was on that exam table.  You’d swear the devil had taken possession of her as soon as the vet walked into the room.