Wednesday, September 3, 2008

Waiting for the fall...

We went back to see the vet today for the second time in 29 days and poor Otto has lost 5 lbs. The vet said that this has been the worst season for animal allergy cases. She gave Otto his second $50.00 shot of cortisone and within three hours he was up barking at the joggers outside our house and gnawing on his bone. Those shots are like miracle drugs!

When we were at the vet's office, a beautiful German Shepherd came in while we were waiting to pay our bill. Somewhere between the moment when Otto was gnawing at his foot and staring at imaginary flies above his head (Otto's new insane favorite summer past time) he lunged with all of his might at the German Shepherd. His owner said one word to his dog and his dog sat down, oblivious to my growling, scratching, fly swatting, deranged Anatolian.

You would think that there would be some sort of unwritten code of respect amongst Shepherd dogs. I told that to Otto when I was taking him to the Ottowagon. You would think that from one shepherd type to another that there would be an unspoken, no bark rule. You would think that both breeds know that they are tough, smart, loyal, fierce animals that never need to flex their muscles unless provoked... Otto told me that I have been watching too many episodes of the Dog Whisperer and that was just simply not true and it was never going to be true for him.

Glad he is feeling better.

1 comment:

Peace said...

I love reading your blog. We have an Anatolian also. Bruno's the name. I don't know what it is but every German Shepherd in the world seems to set that dog off.