Tough treatment

Time for a new episode of Nightmare's tale!

If you remember, we had returned from the visit to Brasov and the black dog from her stay at the vet's.

I was going to be a nurse again. I bought gauze and oxygenated water and would clean the dog's infection every morning and evening, or even more often if I was home. She also received an antibiotic pill twice a day, which I shoved down her throat. Just like Aschiuta, she was not very keen about the taste of medicine. I don't blame them, I'm not either.

We eventually ran out of antibiotics and went back to the vet. The infection was still not waning and the vet sent us to a radiology clinic, to give her an X-ray.

My husband went in there with her (it wouldn't have been good to irradiate us both when one was enough to hold her). He told me how she squirmed and tried to run away, so a lot of the photos had more of his hand than her forehead.

We got the photos by mail soon afterwards and also sent them to our vet. It was obvious the infection had eroded the bone to her sinuses on the left side of her head. There was also no foreign object, which would have made the healing process a lot easier.

Notice the colour difference in the middle.

We were concerned about the situation, but the vet assured us that it wasn't that bad and that she was going to be fine in the end. If all else failed, he could operate and clean up the infection.

The next step would be to get some samples from the wound to make sure there was no extra pathogen or fungus that might cause bigger issues for her. The procedure was simple, but he would have to sedate her. And he didn't have the safer gas sedation that we preferred. We were slightly apprehensive about the anaesthesia, since there were small chances it would affect her mentally... or worse.

Nightmare's stay at the vet

I am back with another installment of the Nightmare tale...

If you remember, we had left the black dog at the vet's and left to Brasov.

We were supposed to only stay for 5 days, as promised. But we had a call with the clinic and they were asking us to try to pick her up faster.

It seems she didn't take well to having to stay in the cage and was making a lot of noise at night. She was crying very loudly and the vet and his family couldn't rest properly. The clinic is actually a part of their house.

We considered asking a friend to go get her, but it was not feasible. The big black dog had a problem with walking too far on foot. So we went home a little earlier and picked her up.

Other than the noise at night, she had felt right at home. She enjoyed sitting on the scale, got used to asking to go out and in and was very friendly with everyone.

We took her back home, along with more antibiotics... It seemed the infection on her forehead was not going to go away so fast. We had to bring in the heavy artillery...

A new hope

This is another episode in the tale about Nightmare.

You might remember that we were going to leave the town for about a week and nobody to leave the new black dog with. At the last minute, a young couple agreed to adopt her. We met with them at the vet and they asked to take her the next day, but promised that they would not back out. So we went back home, half hopeful, half worried.

The same evening, we got a message from them saying they wouldn't be able to take the dog in. They were worried about giving her the antibiotics and about their other dog and... Well, you know, excuses.

The next day we kept trying to find her a new family. Someone said they found a lost dog post on a private group and the dog resembled our girl. They told us to check if she answered to the name Sara. I tried but she didn't budge. I also tried a few other popular names for black dogs or dogs in general, but still no recognition. The person asking about the dog named Sara never got back to us when we asked for more info.

My husband and I tried to find a solution, but nothing was feasible on such short notice and for so many days. Eventually, we remembered that the vet was keeping some cats over for treatment and supervision. Maybe he would be willing to take the dog in too?

I called the clinic and pleaded with one of the nurses to take the black dog in for a few days. I was hoping that, since we were somewhat loyal customers (with Aschiuta), they wouldn't believe we would abandon her there. And also everyone at the clinic had taken a liking to the sweet black girl.

The vet was not in, so the nurse would call him and then call me back. Brrr, the waiting was driving me nuts. She called soon after and said that normally they only take in small dogs or cats and only for treatment, but they knew we were in a tight spot, so they would make an exception. We would of course pay for her stay and they would only keep her for 5 days. We were very happy.

We drove the dog there the next day and then left for Brasov, hoping that the black doggie would be a good girl.