Sam has had a tough week. She’s been to the neurologist, had a CT scan, had spinal fluid drawn, and cultures done of her little ear. The diagnosis: Sam has one heck of an ear infection. Her ear canal is so inflamed it’s pressing against the nerves that control the left side of her face. But after a couple of days of being groggy, she’s back to bounding around, holding parades in the backyard, chasing down those phantom rabbits and just being a good natured little beagle. She’s now on a regimen of antibiotics for the next 4 weeks that should hopefully knock that infection down. Although, the doctor said she may never fully regain control of that side of her face.
Sam’s new favorite trick is the pfft. That’s the sound we make when I try to disguise her pill as a bit of hotdog or a lump of cheese and we pfft that little pill back onto the floor. Then we wag our entire body because it’s kind of funny to watch mom get so frustrated AND we got cheese! (Sam isn’t allowed people food, so this is a pretty big deal. Little does she know that the pfft means we go straight to the pilling. She’s cute, but not always bright.) These are the same pills our cat had, and let me just say that I’m glad I’m pilling Sam and not Hodi. Those pills are about as big as Hodi’s head, so she was never too pleased to be forced to eat one. Sam doesn’t like it either, but she’s got more mouth to work with and she’s less likely to hit me or bite me. Hooray for small favors!
I have to say, we were really worried about Sam and prepared for the CT scan to come back as “brain tumor” or discover she had an epileptic seizure and had injured her brain (epilepsy is very common in beagles, though very treatable). Of all the possibilities, we got the best news and were able to breathe a gigantic sigh of relief. We now know what’s wrong, and it’s being dealt with.
So I say again, Sam is worth it. She’s worth every cent. She’s worth every worried tear and every wag that takes over her entire body.