We took the little girl for a walk the other day and were accosted by giant, 7-foot, beast of a dog. Or a normal-sized Golden Retriever. Grace was caught unaware and ended up with a battle wound. Luckily, I’ve spent a long time training Gracie to scream and find me. I knew she was hurt, but couldn’t find out where. After going to bed with a stuffy, she slept well, but the next morning, I found a mat of blood behind her ear. After cleaning it out with water and antiseptic wash (the kind that doesn’t sting since I didn’t want hydrogen peroxide that close to her eyes), and patted it down. It was a lot worse than I thought, so a trip to the vet was in order. Huge blessing that our favorite vet was working and gave her plenty of loving. He did a good shaving of the area so I can keep hair out of it and prescribed her Amoxicillin. I’d have liked to just take care of it at home, but like human bites, dog bites are highly infectious and I didn’t want to take and chances. I do have a cream from one of her many other injuries, but I actually decided to switch to Neosporin gel with pain reducer. Clear gels just always seem like a better idea than the cloudy one from the vet when treating an open wound.
Things seem to be going okay. The injury hasn’t bothered her the entire time, which is awesome. She’s such a trouper. A stuffy and some couch time will do wonders. Just another reason to move out of the city.
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