Tonight was just like in the show ER, where the patient is rushed in and all sorts of medical conditions are named. That was Becky and I rushing into the Doggie ER. What a sight. Everything was normal. We got home from work, took the dog for a walk around the neighborhood. He cruised by lots of mailboxes, nice smelling lawns, checked his peemail, and didn't do his business. (he has pee fright) We had dinner, were hanging on the couch when I noticed Brady's lips were HUGE! Then I looked away and back again and they grew twice as big in seconds. So I dashed to my neighbors to grab some benedryl while Becky was online looking for causes for puffy jowels. By the time I got back, his eye was almost swollen shut. That was enough, we called the doggie ER and sped to Fremont. Record time I must say, score one for Becky. Half way there, Brady decided to do his "business" in the car. Air freshener anyone? All is well now, after a benedryl and steroids shot. Brady is still Puff Doggie.
