Life with Jasmine, Juliet and Buttercup, Our Rescued Dachshunds

Random notes on our experience with THREE rescued miniature dachshunds

Tempting the Abscess Fates

Last week, hubby and I were talking about Jasmine’s long journey to good health.  He noted that she hadn’t had an abscess in a very long time and he hoped that whatever was in her paw had finally worked itself out.

Well, I believe we tempted the Abscess Fates because this morning, I found another abscess on Jasmine’s paw.  Since this is one of the top search terms that people use to find this blog (believe it or not), I decided to take a picture of it to show you what it looks like.

Poor Baby!

Owie! Poor Baby!

Taking care of Jasmine’s abscesses has become less threatening because we know what to expect.  She’s going to lick it, it’s eventually going to pop, I will dress it with warm compresses and extract some of the puss inside, and it will heal.

I think she’ll continue to have these throughout her life.  It’s just something that’s going to happen with her.  As long as it doesn’t get to a point where she’s limping (which will indicate that she’s in pain due to infection), she’ll be fine.  If she does, we’ll have to take her in for a round of antibiotics.

Poor baby.


Love That String Cheese

So, after another expensive trip to the vet ($162), Jasmine is now on a month’s course of antibiotics. Instead of the liquid, the vet recommended we try pills (Jasmine was, um, unreliable with the liquid due to the “spit” factor). I tried the “put it in the back of the tongue and rub the throat” trick that used to work with some of the dogs I had in the past. Nope. Cough. Cough. Spit. Out came the pill. *sigh*

Next up was cheese. Since Jasmine’s favorite cheese (no, she is not a gourmet dog and likes plain old Kraft American cheese) only comes in sheets, I decided to try some string cheese. Bingo! I cut a small hunk off the end, opened a hole in it with my knife, placed the pill in the pocket and mushed up the cheese to completely encase the pill. Gobble. All gone. It worked again this morning.

This is much better than having to wedge her mouth open and squirt vile-tasting liquid into her mouth.

The problem is that TWO vets went probing into her paw again yesterday (she was sedated), and again, they weren’t able to find the foreign body that’s in her paw. It’s frustrating. There must be something in there to make her paw swollen and puss-filled. For now, I’ll keep the compresses going and hope for the best.

The good news is that Jasmie is finally putting on a little weight. She’s now a little over 10 pounds, and her coat is getting softer every day.

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