Today I took Isis in for a re-check of her ears, to make sure they were yeast-free. Except they weren't. For a few days I would have sworn she'd be just fine, but then the day before yesterday I looked INSIDE one of her ears, and there were still these bright-red, wet-looking spots that looked like they'd burn like a popped blister if you touched them. So I was expecting to hear that we needed to do something else, but wasn't expecting to only be able to get a three o'clock appointment, meaning that Hotter would have to stay home since Big Child's bus gets in a few minutes after three. I wasn't entirely sure my back was up for taking Isis to the vet "lone wolf," as k would say, but knew I needed to get 'er done on an off-day, and today was the last one of those I'll have this week.
Then I remembered that we'd gotten some good-dog pills from the vet last time to pre-game for future well-ish visits, and doped up a gob of peanut-butter with those and gave it to Isis. THOSE PILLS ARE AMAZING! By keeping a large prescription bottle of beef liver treats handy, I was able to let Isis off her leash once we were in a room and she behaved beautifully.
Figure One: At the vet's, being so good that the cute pet nurse with the nose ring was able to peer into her ears without sustaining a concussion or even getting knocked to the ground and love-mauled.
Once the vet got a look inside Isis's ears, it was decided that they would repeat the swab-test to make sure of what was growing in there.
It's still yeast in her ears, so we're having to move up to a more potent topical medication that has to be stored in the fridge. Fortunately Isis is super-good about letting me dribble stuff into her ears and rub them (I think it must feel good to her, honestly), because if it was Bumpus this would be the point where I'd be all "vet says he's gonna die." The vet also wants us to try Isis on antihistamines for a week in case allergies are contributing to the issue; if nothing else that ought to help mitigate the itching somewhat for the poor dog.
Rarely am I so grateful for my wonderful job as I am when one of the animals needs something, and today was no exception. It cost me a hundred and fifty unplanned dollars to get our Pit Princess sorted out at the vet today, plus we bought more freeze-dried beef liver and a bag of crickets for Zombie-Clementine. It's nice to be able to afford veterinary care AND treats!