I have a lab, Lucky. She is the LOVE of my life and my husband’s life. We often say horrible things like, “what is going to happen to us if something ever happens to Lucky?!” I already fear the day she gets very sick and old. She just celebrated her 2nd birthday, so if all goes well, she has many years to be around, however, growing up Italian, I always think the worst. ANYWAY, the reason I am saying all of that is because she was taken to the vet today with a swollen face and eyes; obviously bit by something she is allergic to. All I gotta say is Marty and I are going to be crazy protective parents to a 2 legged child. This 4 legged child thing is bad enough.
Marty just called from the vet and our vet thinks Lucky was bitten by a wasp (which I saw chillin’ on the porch just 15 mins or so ago). She had a cortizone shot and needs benadyl every 6 hours.
What a day!