Tale of a Soggy Bottom!

Hi Woofers!

Us again, a day late!

Daisy, Holly, Miss May, Miss Wendy and Freddy de Ferret!

Well, it all started a couple or three weeks ago, I came back from a super run on the beach and a dip in the sea. Then I sort of wee'd where I don't normally, like in Old Two Legs office!

Then I did it again and it was off to see the vet, just in case.

He pondered the situation and suggested we go away and see if it returns 'cos it might just be that I had picked up a bug in the sea!

If it happened again OTL was to bring a sample of my wee for testing and it cost OTL a fiver for this plastic sample bottle and a plastic scoop to collect the wee in!

Well, nothing more happened and that was that, OTL had got himself a super Wee Collecting Kit, until Thursday evening.

OTL and The Missus left us in the caravan for an hour while they got the Chinese Takeaway and while they were gone, I did a wee on the seat.

It was soon cleared up and disinfected and I was placed on a couple of towels and a wodge of paper kitchen towel.

I did another couple of wee's without really noticing it, but OTL did, the paper changed colour!

I got all cleaned up again and proceeded to mug OTL for some King Plawns and some Plawn Clackers.

OTL telephoned the vet, our vet, and got an appointment for Saturday at 2 'o' clock.

Friday was an early night and Saturday was an early start!

Off we went, OTL and me, all the way back to see our vet.  OTL says he would rather get me into see out vet 'cos they got my whole history on the computer records.

So, there we were, at 2 'o' clock, in front of the vet with OTL telling the story of me weeing.

The vet said that we really need a sample of my wee and from his pocket, OTL produced a sample bottle with some wee that was only a couple of hours old!

The vet tested it and declared that  it was all OK. Kidneys, Bladder, Diabetes, Blood Count, White Cell Count, all OK!
 
Then the vet says that my loss of control is common in Lady Woofers of my age who have been Spayed! Seems we lose the production of Oestrogen which tells our brain when our bladder is full!

The vet says that we can leave it and see what happens, more soggy bottoms?

Or, we could try a months worth of pills that contain estriol  which is a Oestrogen replacement.

OTL decided on the pills 'cos he don't do Soggy Bottoms in his office!

So, back in the car and back to the caravan. We got back at eight, just in time for some Doggy Scoff and a mug at TM's dinner!

What a day!  543miles and a vet bill!

We were just a little tired, so that is why we missed yesterdays blog!

This morning it was raining, nothing new there then! Even the ferrets didn't get a run out and had to put up with trashing the caravan instead of hunting Yorkshire Puds under the rocks!

We did manage to get a run down by the river but being Sunday there were loads of Two Legs marching about in hiking boots and plastic jackets and carrying walking poles!

You know, we even saw a bunch of Mini Two Legs Scout group marching along the path by the river!

Keep Marching, Left, Left, Left, Left!

 OTL said they hadn't got around to ' Left, Right' yet!

The Aqueduct Bridge!

 It was about here by the bridge that the rain started to come down again, so, one last photo and then it was back to the van!

Looks dark in there!

Later we went into Skipton and TM brought us some casserole steak as a treat after the 'Soggy Bottom Scare'!

Well it's coming up to six and no Soggy Bottoms and I'm just about to have another pill!

See you all tomorrow and with a bit of luck we will be going over the moor following the Wharfedale Valley, providing the rain holds off!

Bye Bye for now!

Luv,

Daisy, Holly, Miss May, Miss Wendy, and Freddy de Ferret!