Angel, Day 9: TMI Alert
Paris has been coming out with us with just a dangling leash. She doesn’t want to run, so it’s safe enough, but OTOH she hasn’t been coming well when we call. So I think that privilege needs to be revoked. ::sigh:: Three dogs is a lot for two handlers! (Paris is paper-trained and doesn’t need to come out with us, but she wants to and I’m happy to encourage her to cross-train.)
I do not like housetraining a dog with a UTI. Yes, the second urinalysis (which the vet ran only after a bit of an argument) came back with white blood cells, so we’re putting Angel on antibiotics. (We still owe the vet another sample after Angel’s out of heat.) Sadly, Angel’s cloth diaper doesn’t protect as well as the disposable ones did. That we now have to leash her to a belt or crate her (or at least gate her into the kitchen) became evident after a series of spots appeared on the freshly cleaned carpet within an hour of her being outside. (arrrggghh!) Angel’s diaper was damp — I can only hope that she’s the sole perpetrator! At least now we’ll know if she’s innocent, since we’ll know exactly where she’s been.