The last two weeks have been insane. I have billed more hours in the last 2 weeks, than I probably ever have during a 2 week period, and Jesse has been just as busy with work, school, weddings, shoots, etc. Last week, however, we had a major scare when Jesse got home from work and Paisley’s face was swelled up like a balloon. Jesse rushed her to the vet as soon as he saw her where they gave her a steroid and benadryl injection. Luckily, this seemed to do the trick and it went down while she was under observation at the vet, and then as the night went on and morning came, she was starting to look normal again. Jesse gets all the credit, as I was at a recruiting dinner and did not hear my phone ringing when he was calling me freaking out. I had my moment of freak out though and Paisley slept right next to me all night so I could make sure she was still breathing. We still don’t know what she is allergic too, as we never found any bites on her and she is our little billy goat and tries to eat everything that is in her path. This past Sunday, however, she started panting excessively, and that is not normal for her. We took her temperature and heart rate, and then realized that she had hives all over her chest. She had been outside while Jesse and I were working in the garden, so other than playing in the grass, she didn’t get in to anything else. Benadryl, again, worked amazingly well and fast. We are starting to think that she is either allergic to grass, or maybe the pollen or some allergen that presents itself in the grass. What a mess! We are watching her very carefully and have plenty of benadryl on hand, but the vet said there isn’t much they can do, and even a vet dermatologist, who will perform allergy tests, may be able to give us a list of things that she “might” be allergic to, but they won’t be able to know for sure. So, we are hoping it is just a seasonal allergy, and that these episodes will go away soon. They sure are scaring us, as her parents!
On a side note, we miss our little puppy. At sixty pounds, she can’t sleep in my lap like she used to, but she still does try. This picture is with Paisley, in the front, and a puppy we named Tiger Lily, in the back. I tried to convince Jesse to let us get two puppies, but unfortunately, he said no.
And we can’t leave out Zhor, our first pride and joy. He is handsome, hysterical, loves his mommy, and the best dog one could ever ask for.




































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