Look at me! I’m a Doggy Blogger

On March 6, 2006 by Eden M. Kennedy

This past week just wiped me out, it was exhausting, emotionally. It made me realize that there’s like this emotional reservoir we have in our bodies and how exhausted you are depends on how big your reservoir is and what you fill it with. If you fill a medium-sized emotional reservoir with the unsweetened lemonade of unrequited love, for example, you’re kind of 10-20% exhausted. If you fill a deep reservoir with the lumpy pancake batter of putting your pet cat of sixteen years to sleep, you’re maybe 50-65% exhausted. And if you’re diagnosed with terminal cancer on the day your spouse and child get killed in a plane crash, it doesn’t matter what size your emotional reservoir is, you’re pretty much up to the top with quick-drying cement and you are allowed to cry all you want until you die and no one is allowed say to you, Well, it could be worse, you’re a spoiled American, at least you don’t live in Rwanda, now those people have something to cry about. No, you get to cry based on the total volume of your reservoir multiplied by the density of what it’s holding, and if people in Rwanda have emotional reservoirs full of hydrochloric acid that still doesn’t mean you don’t get to cry a little bit with your pancake batter.

For example. I had taken Katie the Bulldog down to our breeder, Marcel, because she was ready to go, ready to get knocked up, doggy style. Marcel is in Anaheim, so I actually took Katie to a halfway point between us, which turned out to be a gas station on the corner of Winnetka and Ventura Boulevard in L.A. Marcel showed up in a van and as a surprise he had brought along Georgie Girl, who is Katie’s mother. They hadn’t seen each other for almost a year, and they took one look at each other and put their noses together and licked each other’s faces really softly. My heart, it did melt somewhat more when Katie jumped and put her paws on Marcel’s thighs and got real quiet. She does the same thing with Jack, she puts her paws up and looks deep into his eyes. She doesn’t do that to me, I tell you what, she saves her big love for the leader of the pack.

But here’s a picture of her mom, Georgie:

Marcel looked at Katie’s eye, the bad one on the side where she’d been HIT BY A CAR, and he said, Hmm, you know, sometimes they do a procedure where they tack up the dog’s third eyelid — just sew it right up so it covers the eyeball — and that lets the eye heal, you just squeeze in some ointment underneath the sutures a few times a day and then a month later they snip the stitches and voilà! Good as new.

That sounded horrible but okay, so I told Marcel if that’s what his bulldog specialist thought would work then I would allow it, and I handed him a paper bag with the ointment and drops I’d been putting in Katie’s eye and he said he’d keep them up over the weekend while they were doing the breeding thing.

Well, Katie had a great time at Marcel’s over the weekend with her mom and two of her littermates: a sister, Blondie,

and a brother, Eno.

Blondie had already had her litter, and when I picked Katie up Marcel told me how Katie had loved playing with Blondie’s puppies. But then Blondie would start getting protective and motherly and try to bring the pups back to their bed, so Marcel would separate Katie from them just to give Blondie a break. And then the pups would get bored and go looking for Katie and it would start all over again.

So Aunt Katie was a hit, but her eye, the one on the side where she got HIT BY THE CAR, was getting worse. It was dry and had this really ugly ulcer on the cornea. Marcel’s vet had taken one look at her eye and the meds I’d left with Marcel and said, She needs a specialist for this, her tear ducts aren’t working and to me it looks so bad that she might even need to have the eye removed.


So Marcel didn’t have her knocked up, and when he gave me the news about her eye, in the gas station parking lot on the corner of Winnetka and Ventura Boulevard on a Tuesday morning, all of a sudden I was choking back the sobs. I guess he figured on giving me the worst-case scenario, because he just piled it on. Apparently sometimes, with the shock of the eye-removal operation, a dog will “throw a coat.”

“Throw a what?” I asked, horrified.

Throw a coat. That’s when all their fur falls out.

Have her eye removed? And then watch all her fur fall out.

And then Marcel went on to say that if we couldn’t pay for the operation we could give her up to rescue, but if they found someone to pay for the eye removal we would lose Katie because they’d place her in a new home, but if they couldn’t find a new home they’d probably just PUT HER DOWN. Of course Marcel said that if it came to that he’d take her back, he’d find a way, he wouldn’t let her DIE.

Oh, you should have seen me crying then. My wee, shallow emotional reservoir was full of curdled milk.

But it can be a really useful thing to be crying so that all you can do is croak when you’re on your cell in the parking lot of a gas station in the San Fernando Valley calling the office of a veterinary ophthalmologist who at first says she can’t schedule your dog in until Friday, because with all your choking back the sobs and thinking that you’ve inadvertently blinded your lovely dog she may take pity and call you back and say, If you can get your dog up here by 3:30 we’ll squeeze her in today.

So we did, and now Katie has four kinds of drops eight times a day. And two ointments six times a day, two oral antibiotics once a day, and some good old-fashioned eyewash first thing in the morning. I am basically her human tear duct for the next six to twelve weeks. Her eye looks a lot better, the cornea’s not bulging out like it was, but it’s still red and I’m not so sure she can see much out of it right now. Which gives me the advantage when we’re playing, I can do that thing where I wiggle my fingers at her good eye to distract her and then with the other hand I can come at her blind side and steal the tennis ball right out of her mouth. Well, actually, that only worked once, she caught on pretty quick.

And Jackson has been a prince, so just don’t even think about it, okay? Just drop it.



70 Responses to “Look at me! I’m a Doggy Blogger”

  • That’s so sad! I hope Katie feels better soon! I would have been sobbing too. Poor thing.

  • She really is a pretty dog. Here’s to a full recovery in 12 weeks time and some delicious herbal tea for your emotional resevoir, or, if you prefer, some bourbon.

  • oh. mygod. i hurt for your puppy! i literally hurt in the face! :(

    i’m so glad you got in to someone, that had to make you feel at least like you were able to do something. but wow, i will NOT handle it well the first time something major happens to one of our pets. gah.

    you’re a good puppy-momma. and she’s so cute.

  • Eeegggg, Mrs. K. So sorry. Hope Katie gets well. She is very soulful.

  • Uh…I’m so sorry to hear of all of the eye drama, Mrs. K. Our little Frenchie, Hugo, had eye issues (via a cat’s claw…twice) when he was a pup and I know how hard it is to get eye drops and ointments in a bulldogs eye.

    Wishing Katie health and well-being.

  • I’m so sorry. I hope she heals well without surgery and your curdled milk turns into a delicious fruity yogurty smoothie.

  • I’m sending good, healing thoughts your way. It doesn’t matter where you live or the depth of your emotional reservoir, when you’ve got a loved on that is hurting, you’ve got to be dead not to hurt too. I hope it miraculously heals asap and Katie wakes you up slobbering with the tennis ball hanging out of her mouth tomorrow morning, ready for revenge.

  • I have puppy like yours named Spike (of course), same color and all. If she’d like to have him as her baby-daddy, she’s more than welcome. My husband refuses to get him “fixed”, because he’s fascinated with the idea of getting Spike laid. Of course, if Spike is like most English Bulldoggies, he’ll run out of steam in about two minutes and never finish the deed. Good lord. What a sad creature the English Bull dog is. Too tired to cum. Jebus. Anyway, here’s a pic of Spike with my lovely Veronica. Stunning creature, isn’t he? Granted, we’ll have to meet somewhere in Texas as I live in Miami…

  • After I read the first paragraph I just skimmed the rest to find out who died. Fortunately, the answer as “no one.” Sorry for the eye-woes, but glad that no-one is dead.

  • Oh my goodness, I am a little weepy for Katie, myself, and I’ve never even met her. This is why I haven’t gotten another dog… my reservoir cannot take their furry little faces when things aren’t Quite Right.

    You are a lovely puppy mommy (and human mommy, come to think of it) and I’m sure she will be fine. I prescribe a pig’s ear for Katie and a glass of wine for you.

  • Awwwww little miss Katie…. bless her little heart! I certainly hope miss Katie will heal really well and really fast. She’s very lucky to have a special doggy-mama like you. Bless your heart, too!

  • I have a lot of respect for your breeder that the non-functioning tear-ducts was a deal-breaker for Katie being a breeding prospect (or was it just that he didn’t want to stress her right now? ), because that is as it should be. That’s not something that “just happens,” and it’s not something that’s your fault–not if it’s both eyes (again, maybe I’m reading this wrong?), it’s genetic. Or am I all screwed up and wrong over the whole eye situation?

    I can tell you this: I have had, over the course of several years, seen to the removal of an atrophied eye in two of my rescue dogs and in one case, as the result of a congenital defect in a puppy we bred. You think it’s going to be horrible, but it isn’t, and the actual surgical removal is not expensive. At least here, it’s not. If that’s what it takes to keep Katie alive and in your family, it’s not too steep a price at all, and she won’t really know she’s missing anything.

    Much love a puppy hugs to you and Katie. Here’s hoping for the best possible outcome.

  • Oh, what a bummer! Poor Katie. Good job being a tear duct. That might translate to the resume…

  • OK, I re-read, verrrry slowly, to accomodate my slowwwww brain. I think Marcel scared the mess out of you needlessly. Like I said, I’ve overseen eyeball removal in three different dogs, and it was just no big deal. Much easier recovery than a spay. Some dogs do “blow coat” during stress, but they don’t go bald, they just shed a lot. And if the worst-case scenario is that Katie loses an eye? That’s just so not the worst thing that could happen, and I very seriously doubt that she will be terribly stressed. From all you’ve said of her here, she has a remarkably stable temperament, and as a loved family member and “only dog,” is not nearly as likely to be easily stressed as a kennel dog or one of a multi-dog household.

    Take a deep breath, and don’t cry any more. Katie is going to be OK. And the surgery, should it come to that, should NOT be expensive, and if it is, you just tell all of us, OK? We will help. Right, guys?

  • I’m so sorry for Katie…our beloved dog is facing some health issues at the moment, too, so I feel your pain. Here’s to Katie healing quickly, without any invasive medical attention required!

  • Oh, you poor sweet girls! I’m so sorry that your tear ducts have had to be overactive and poor sweet Katie’s have been underactive. Big slobbery hugs and good thoughts to you both.

  • Oh Katie – all that trouble – and no sex. Better luck next time sweetie. :)

    I had a dachshund who had to have an eye removed – and bless his cotton socks – wasn’t he just the cutest think on four stumpy legs! Never even bumped into a wall or couch or anything. I swear.

  • Poor you and poor Katie. I feel for you. I’ve had some horror stories with dogs and it just kills you.

  • Poor Katie-Pup! I’m so sorry about her. Nothing breaks my heart faster than kids or animals in distress.

  • i’ve been through everything with dogs, including a year and a half of chemo (bless poor little gwen’s heart), and everything will be ok.

    yes, sometimes they shed when under stress, BUT IT GROWS BACK, and even if she has to have the eye removed, it’ll be ok. if it’s more than you can afford, your vet will work out a payment plan, and if not, i’m with belinda, just take up a collection.

    it’s ok, mrs. kennedy. and you’re not a bad owner for not knowing that this was going on.

  • I hope the treatment works. I love that Katie had a family reunion weekend. All the dogs are cute, but Katie is the loveliest.

  • Delurking here to say I’m so sorry to hear about Katie’s eye problems and hope the medicine fixes it. But I promise you that even if the eye has to come out, Katie will be fine. My dog, Butch, had both eyes removed in August due to primary glaucoma, so he’s totally blind. I understand what you’re going through because I agonized in a major way before putting him through that surgery, but his life is so much better now than when his eyes were hurting. I posted all about it in January and February, so read about him if you get a chance. I think it will ease your mind. Good luck!

  • Oh, and by the way, Butch didn’t shed one hair more than usual when he had his eyes removed. (But then he’s a shedding son-of-a-gun all the time.

  • This sounds a lot like what we went through a couple of months ago with our Basset Hound, Chloe. We left her with Grammy and Papa and set off on vacation all over California. When we got back, Chloe was lethargic, with her eyes swollen shut. The dog who never is quiet didn’t bark for nearly 12 days. We were told she was on the verge of death from and adrenal tumor and that we should take her to UC Davis right away. We brought her home to Reno, got her into a veterinary cardiologist, opthalmalogist and regular vet. Turned out the tumor was on her spleen and the eye swelling was due to a cyst in her sinuses that ruptured, and the heart murmur was a result of all the pain.

    She’s fine now, but it was a terrible few weeks. Quite stressful. Katie is very lucky to have such great people to take such good care of her. Keep us informed!

  • Oh, poor Katie! Poor you! So glad she’s on the mend, and hope it’s six weeks, not twelve. That’s a lot of having to hold the pooch and administer so many drops.

  • When my cats (sisters, litter mates) arrived in our household as kittens from the breeder one of them had what are called “ghost vessels” in her right eye. She had some kind of eye trauma as a much younger kitten and during the healing process extra blood vessels formed in/on the cornea. When the healing was complete remnants of the no longer needed vessels were still there and they form this milky cataract looking film over her eye. When we got her from the breeder (shipped interstate via air) we notice it immediately and took her to the vet, he recommended a vetrinary opthamoligist which we took her to. The diagnosis was that the ghost vessels cause no pain and don’t obstruct her vision surprisingly. The vet did say she was damaged goods and we might want to ask for our money back and return her to the breeder. Are you kidding? We were already bonded, at first meeting, she’s ours no matter what problems she has. It is amazing how quickly you can become attached to an animal.

  • {{{{{{Katie and Eden}}}}}}}

    She (and you) are going to be just fine. Don’t let the breeder scare the pants off ya. Keep doin’ yer thang and givin’ her lots-a-love and she’ll be good to go.

    We had a cat in a similar situation and refused the eye removal option…he healed, albeit slowly…it’s amazing what a body can do.

  • My dog had a similar infection (shi Tzu X, lots of hair covering and bothering his eyes apparently.) With aggressive oral and eye creams we saved the eye and he is doing well. Still has a spot on his eye where the ‘blister’ was but the rest of the eye has cleared signifigantly.

    I noticed the eye infection one Friday night and went to the after hours vet guy down the road thinking I could not wait till Monday to see my seasoned usual vet. After hours vet thought I needed to see a ‘specialist’ before writting up a RX for dear dog. When seasoned vet saw him on Monday no ‘expert’ needed, RX’s (stronger ones) made and treatment successful. Lesson learned? Do not mess around with the new guys on the block, go to the ones who know their stuff!

    My dog is fine, hoping yours is soon on the mend. With a litter on the way!

  • Oh God. There’s no problem like dog problems. I hope Katie’s eye continues to be on the mend. I would have been sobbing like a madwoman too, honey.

  • Oh my, Mrs. K. I’m so sorry.

    She will be fine. I think Marcel unnecessarily scared the shit out of you. I can’t imagine you giving her up to rescue, but even so, when we finally take the plunge and get another dog, that’s exactly where we are going.

    Best wishes to all four of you – you, Jack, Jackson, and Katie.

  • Oh, I’m so sorry–my husband and I are having to go through a similar situation with my lovely lovely pug, Elmer, who is almost ten. His eyes dry out really quickly–apparently most big-eyed, short nosed breeds do this, so the car accident probably exacerbated a pre-existing tendency. His cornea was perforated, his ulcer was so bad; he had that surgery, and it looked like the night of the living dead for a while, but it really helped. Then he got another ulcer on his other eye. We had to give him the eye-medication cocktail every two hours for two days to avoid another surgery that would run far more than we could afford at that point. But he’s better now–the point is that aggressive, attentive eye medication can often work very well.

    Good luck! Katie looks like a darling.

  • I agree wholeheartedly about the crying formula which I guess would be something like (I)-(X*~ER)Y=CY.

    X=PB, HA or Y

    That was supposed to say I as standard emotional resevoir minus X where X can be pancake batter or hydrochloric acid or some other substance. Equals crying times Y, amount in emotional resevoir.

    I’m full of it, of course. I’m sorry you have to deal with this now. Dog things can break your heart. Thanks for taking such good care of Katie.

  • Ahhhhh… poor Eden! and poor Katie! The one small good thing about our beloved pets’ illnesses, for the most part: We agonize about the what-ifs.. they have no concept of such. I’m sure she’ll heal up under you and Jack/sons’ loving care. The thought never crossed my mind.

  • Fussy, I feel for you !
    Get well soon, Katie!

  • Katie looks a LOT like her mama, and I could just take her sister up in my arms and hug her and make squeeing noises.

    Good luck on getting your dog’s eye injury healed up. In the worst case scenario that she loses her one eye, she will adapt. Dogs’ eyesight isn’t that keen, and they use their noses and ears a great deal to process the world around them.

    And throwing coat doesn’t necessarily mean that you’ll end up with a naked bulldog in your house. She’ll probably just shed like a maniac, but it’s pretty rare for a dog to end up totally bald.

    Good luck, Fussy and get well soon, Katie-dog!

  • Oh Eden! That’s why you haven’t been posting. I send you huge enormous cuddles from halfway around the world.

    Katie’s relatives are ridiculously cute: I see where she gets it from. Bless you for your patience with the eye drops and antiobiotics. I used to have a cat that couldn’t shit and I had to put laxatives in both ends. Sometimes with a hangover. The things we do for love.

    I hope Katie gets well soon. Take care. A x

  • I’m so sorry you and Katie have been having a rough time … our lab had two major operations and a particially blown knee in 10 months. It was a very anxious time

    And it must be said … Katie and her relatives are adorable. Such beautiful faces!!

  • You’re a good mama to Katie. I about started sobbing for both of you while reading about it all. I have 4 cats and I can’t imagine getting that news. I know you’ll keep us updated. Here’s to Katie’s health!

  • My sympathy to you and your pet. You are being a good doggy-mom, though. I’ve fostered a lot of animals through the years, and I feel for you.

    Blessings to you both.

  • Pet trauma yanks at my heart strings so I wanted to pop in and tell you that your family (biped and quadriped varieties both included) are in my thoughts. I have one dog with a nervous condition that spawns seizures and uncontrollable shaking. Pitiful pets are heartbreaking. Hang in there.

  • mrs. kennedy, you have so much love in your heart. you nurture your family in a way that brings all of us who read about it comfort.

    i wish you only good things.

  • aiiiigh! Mrs K! I would totally come over to do a day of Katie’s-human-tear-duct-work on a volunteer basis if I lived anywhere nearby. Is the lady who ran her over going to pick up the tab on this shit? Damn. I send you my love over the wires, m’dear. Hang in there. Kisses to Katie.

  • You are a saint, a princess, a queen mother among doggies. I am so moved that you would become a human tear duct. Even though I give my sixteen-year-old cat thyroid medication every day because I feel the same way about her. (Coincidence that you mentioned sixteen-year-old cats? Scary.)

    My most sincere condolences. I hope things look up for you guys soon. Good thoughts from KC.

  • I had a 16 y.o. cat who needed daily I.V. fluids poked into her saggy fur suit and I just eventually gave up – she was 16, for god’s sake. But a puppy? I’ll do the high-maintenance thing for awhile longer.

  • Hi. Can you feel us – we are hugging you!

  • Wishing Katie an quick and complete recovery. She’s very lucky to have you as her human tear duct and love provider.

  • Poor katie. Poor you. I feel so sad, but i do hope she still gets to have puppies because that would be some damn cute blog fodder.

    Also, all the dogs missing eyes? I had no idea!

  • Best wishes to you and Katie. Our 6 year old Rottweiler has one eye. She had glaucoma and her old owner, a poor college student couldn’t afford the proper treatments so the eye was removed about 3 years ago. She’s taken to it very well and is actually much better. She was in so much pain with the glaucoma, she really wasn’t herself.
    I hope all the best for you guys!

  • Sending good thoughts and hoping the new meds work. Love the pictures!

  • i already thought you were totally awesome. my likey for you just doubled a few dozen times.

    here’s some wishes for you to swim safely across the reservoir, for katie’s precious eye, and that other thing we don’t need to worry about (because boys are weird).

  • LOL, thanks for sharing pics of her dog family! If it offends thee, she’ll look rockin’ with a patch. :) Good and healing wishes to her. (my 3 Pugs raise their right front paws, Catholic-style, in Katie’s direction)

  • Poor Katie! All of those dogs are delicious, even without whip cream.

  • Day-am! That’s a lot of meds. And I thought it was a pain in the ass when my cat got conjunctivitis and I had ONE medication to smear in her eye. I hope Katie is being more cooperative than my cat was. I’m glad to see there was an alternative to total eye removal and hysterical hair loss.

  • I truly hope for the best with Katie’s eye. Pet health issues are always a challenge—financially and emotionally. You clearly care very much for your pet, and, judging by the list of comments, you have a lot of people to support you and root for Katie’s quick recovery. One thing that surprised me as I perused the comments is that nobody addressed the breeding issue, which immediately jumped out from your blog entry and shocked me. Please, please do not breed your dog! There are literally millions of dogs being put to sleep each year because of overpopulation. I know that there will always be people who actively breed their dogs, or just let them get “knocked up,” out of laziness or ignorance, but I can’t believe that you are either of these types of people. If we pet owners can’t be part of the solution by spaying and neutering our pets, then the least we can do—should do—is not be part of the problem. I’ve heard a few reasons why people breed their dog: “S/he is so beautiful.” Everyone thinks their dog is beautiful. Even if s/he is, immortalize him/her in a portrait. Don’t make more dogs. Your dog’s beauty is not a reflection on you. “I want my child/ren to witness the miracle of birth.” Go to a zoo or find someone else who has an animal giving birth and ask if you can bring your kids to watch. Or, after the kids have witnessed your dog’s litter, bring them to the shelter to witness the homeless animals and the process of euthanasia. This world will never improve if we don’t teach our kids social responsibility and that there is a consequence to every one of our actions. “But I already have homes for these dogs.” For every dog that is born, another dog is put to sleep. If those people really want a dog, they should adopt one of the millions waiting for a home right now. “I’m selling the dogs.” There is NO excuse for breeding to make money. Every time we put a price tag on an animal, we give people the incentive to create more animals, and we give the impression that purebred dogs should be valued more than other dogs. I wonder how many people would actively breed their dogs if they had to give the litter away free? The only people who should be breeding are service dog organizations and certain certified/registered breeders who breed a very, very limited number of dogs. The average person with a purebred does not fall into these groups. I realize that this email may not be welcome, but I would be irresponsible if I didn’t make some effort to dissuade you and others from breeding. Too many people are spending too much money, time and tears trying to save all the homeless animals out there. If animal lovers like you don’t contribute to the solution, then what hope is there?

  • So, really, why are you breeding your dog? I’m only curious because I have faith in you.

  • I’m really sorry about Katie. I hope her eye gets better soon. I understand how awful it feels and I love how much you love your dog.

  • Mary, I’m guessing, from the context clues in this post, that the breeder is the one doing the breeding, not Mrs. Kennedy. Katie was probably the pick of the litter.

    And I hope she’ll be okay. Poor doggie.

  • Poor little Katie. I hope that her eye shows great improvement over the next few weeks. :o)

    P.S.- I don’t know how well you know her breeder, but man was he laying it on thick. That would have made me cry in the first couple seconds. How he didn’t breed her?

    Good luck with everything!

  • Is it weird that I kind of got teary reading this? Yeah…it probably is…

  • I feel your pain regarding the medical issues but I agree with Mary. I’ve been a doggie foster parent for ten years. THERE IS NO SHORTAGE OF PUREBREED EXCEPTIONAL DOGS LITERALLY DYING FOR A HOME!!!!! Leave the breeding for the few who own the absolute epitomy of the breed. We still won’t run out of bulldogs or any of the hundreds of other BREEDS. Shelters and rescue groups can find you any breed of dog you want. AND FOR THE LOVE OF GOD AND ALL THAT IS HOLY SPAY AND NEUTER YOUR ANIMALS OR THERE IS NO HOPE OF EVERY ELIMATING THE UNWANTED PET PROBLEM IN THIS COUNTRY.

  • If anyone else uses four exclamation points at the end of a sentence that’s in all caps I’m going to delete the comment just on principle.

  • You are going to be OK. Katie is going to be ok. Vet ophthalmologists are incredible. Take out a loan, whatever you need, be her human tear duct no matter how hard it gets for the temporary period of time. I’ve never heard of a dog losing their hair over the stress of eye removal surgery, (if it came to that) ever. (I am a vet, by the way.)
    delurked Suzanne

  • OMG how can you breed your dog????? < --four question marks!!!! OBVS you eat babies for breakfast and beat your sudanese diamond-mining slaves into submission!!!! <--four exclamation points!!!!


    Jesus, the silly humans love to tell us how to live our lives, don’t they? Sheesh! CHILL, HUMANS. CHILL.

  • Poor Katie!!!

    My friends dog blew his coat. The dog wasn’t cute to begin with but it was DAMN ugly when that happened. We all had to pretend it was cute in front of him (it was so freaking ugly, and not so ugly it’s cute, just plain old ugly-ugly).

    I’m a doggy blogger too, in fact the dog has his OWN blog that I main since he hasn’t learned to type yet.


  • I understand precisely what you’re talking about. We have a rescue cat, J.J., who developed a recurring herpes infection in one eye. This requires daily application of ointment until the outbreak subsides (thank God J.J. is the most mellow cat in the world, otherwise I would’ve needed steel gauntlets for this). Cut to last December, when he had another outbreak. Out comes the ointment, but this time it didn’t do any good. We kept trying, then took him to the vet. “Oh, you weren’t supposed to give him the stuff with steroids — try this,” the doc says.

    Grr. But we used the ointment he gave us, to no avail — J.J. now had this huge, horrible-looking ulcer on the cornea, the eye itself was swollen and red, and my sweet purrmonster was a sad, quiet shadow of his former self. I just wanted to cry because I was truly afraid he’d have to lose the eye (and of course there’s the self-blame — I’m a bad cat mommy, if I’d noticed earlier I could’ve done something, yadda yadda).

    The vet finally referred us to an animal ophthalmologist, and my husband pretty much begged, whined and pleaded to get J.J. seen that day. The eye doctor examined him, ran some tests in-house, and said that that on top of the herpes J.J. was having an autoimmune reaction and his body was trying to destroy his eye. Whee. So he was sent home with two types of eye drops and a bottle of pills, all three of which were dropped/popped into eye or mouth until everything cleared up. He’s now on a daily eyedrop that will prevent future outbreaks, and he’s back to his old loving self. Here’s hoping the same thing happens for Katie.

  • Mrs. Kennedy:
    I’m truly hoping you are not the ignorant bitch that you appear to be. You get the bitching rights when you have put in ten years volunteer work with the unwanted pet population and have always adopted rescue dogs. Otherwise you are just an ignorant bitch that like to see herself in print. And, uneducated.

  • What am I bitching about? That my dog has an injured eye? What does that have to do with adopting rescue dogs?

  • Mrs. Kennedy,
    I am the 4 exclamation mark comment. I didn’t see anything about you personally owning a dog, that would be be even more tragic than than Katie’s eye infection.

  • Oh for feck’s sake, are you people serious? If you want a soapbox, get your own blog.

    Best wishes, Mrs. K. Lots of love to Katie.

  • Clark’s right, if you want to persuade people, make a sincere effort and start your own blog. This anonymous name-calling shit is weak.