It is days like this that make me really appreciate how lovely our dogs are. And to appreciate the wonders of modern medicine, too.
It all started out in good fun. The Nephew and Kenton took the dogs out for a walk, with the intention of a photo shoot along the way. It was going well, they were taking photos and the dogs were having a great time. Fitz was doing his usual, wading into one of the ponds that he considers his own private swimming hole.
Then it happened: Fitz stuck his nose in a pile of dirt (as boxers are prone to doing) and was either stung or bitten by something nasty.
The reaction was violent. Fitz started wheezing and sneezing, running around trying to rub his face on the ground to get whatever it was, off. Soon there was blood coming from his nose, as the violence of his sneezes caused capillaries to break. It was scary.
Off ran The Nephew, to fetch me from the house. (if you knew how far they were away, and the steepness of the hill he had to run up, you’d be very impressed!)
We raced the car down to where the dogs were. We administered the recommended dosage of Benadryl + prednisone to combat the violent allergic reaction.
Half an hour later, Fitz was slightly calmer, and after an afternoon of being cuddled and kept quiet, he seems to be recovered. Happy days are here again!