Just an update on Bryson for his fans. He's doing much better after 2 days on antibiotics and anti-inflammatory. He's finally coming out from the corner he's been huddling in fetal position for the first couple days, and for the first time since he got sick he's cracked a small smile this evening (boy, did we miss that).
He still couldn't eat hard food yet, so I've been making him a ground meat/veggie/rice soup every day, and grinding his medicine and mixing it in his soft treats twice a day:
Mortar and pestle- my long-lost pharmacy compounding skills finally coming to use; much better than a beer bottle to crush pills with as we found out...
One thing I learned is how being a parent is truly a thankless job. You serve your kids on hands and knees, making sure they get all the TLC they need to recover. But somehow he's come to associate all the pain and discomfort with the medicine I've been giving him (maybe they're bitter and aggravate his wound?), and now he's avoiding me like the bully on the playground. He wouldn't even let me touch him, I end up chasing him all day around the house (and at the dog park, to other dog owner's amusement), and even when I hand out free treats to cheer him up, all he was capable of was a sideway glance and a quick "dine-and-dash"...
Seems like his abscess will heal soon, but somehow it might take longer for him to trust the hand that's feeding him the bitter pills.
