Over the course of the last week and a half, Marley has been terrorizing his tail. The poor boy has been scooting his butt across the ground, running around in circles chasing his tail. As a good mommy should, I looked at. It wasn't red, there were no fleas, and there were no bites. What then, was the problem I wondered? I put neosporin on it, like a good mommy, a few times and forgot about it.
Until last night.
I was fast asleep with my sweet puppy curled up underneath the covers at my feet. (Good mommies let their babies sleep in bed with them. Didn't you know that?) All of a sudden he frantically comes
running bolting out from under the covers. He runs circles on my bed until I wake up. "What on God's green earth has gotten into you?" I asked him. As soon as I turned on the light, he jumped off my bed and started scooting circles around my floor. Oh no. His tail problem is back.
And then it hit me. My old roommate's mom was a vet. I remembered a teeny tiny story she told me once about how dog's need their anal sacs cleaned out occasionally because if it gets full and they don't clean it out themselves, it begins to hurt because the pressure builds up. I sat and watched her squeeze her dog's anal sac thinking it was gross...and smelly...and I would never do that. And then I put it out of my mind....because it was gross...and smelly...
Until last night.
Do you see where this is going?
At 12:00am, I got out of bed, strapped my squirming, 5 lb. dog in a headlock and proceeded to squeeze the juices out of his swollen anal sac. Once he felt the "release of pressure" (I'm sorry, but this is grossing me out writing about it), his whole body relaxed. It was gross and it was extremely smelly, as I remembered it being. And when it was over, he kissed me and loved me for taking care of his...problem.
I am a
good GREAT mommy:)