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I’m back from taking the ex for his colonoscopy.

Apparently, he likes Demoral much better than morphine.  He babbled a lot for an hour afterwards.

I suppose, if I were an evil ex-wife, I could have gotten him to do any of a number of things.  Instead, I took him to a buffet and made sure he got sufficient protein and vegetables to dilute the Demoral and restore some of his strength.  A few words to the waitress and he had an unlimited supply of water and weak tea to rehydrate him from the crud he had to drink to prepare for the colonoscopy, the dry air of the clinic, and the procedure itself.

Then I took him to a store and had him pick out snack foods he was willing to eat and a couple of movies to watch.

Last, I took him home, plopped him in front of his TV with a couple of pitchers of water and tea, his new snacks, a remote and his movies.  I fed and walked his dog.

And then I left him.

Now, I’m at home, finishing up the last few things I need to do to get ready for MedFaire.   Most of those things are ones to make sure my hearing partner has what he needs to perform his job efficiently and fit into the atmosphere of the Faire.  He needs some matching dawgie bags and at least one new costume.

It also means making special provision for his friend, who isn’t a service dog (although she has potential…) but gets to come with us because MedFair is pet-friendly.  For her, I’m building a carriage all barded up in blue.  When I get it finished, I’ll post a pic.  She will be happier inside it.  If it gets cold, she’ll stay warm in there, and if it gets hot, I have ways to help her stay cool.

Itzl may spend some time inside the barded up wheeled crate with her, but he knows his place will be with me, particularly since I will be doing some work that will require a hearing ability I lack.  He will alert me to them and everyone will be happy.

Tomorrow’s my last day to get everything done, since I had to spend over 6 hours helping my ex get through his colonoscopy.  The sacrifices one makes to keep vows…

Itzl

Itzl went to the vet each time I took Shika – it took 4 trips to get her spayed and medicated afterwards.  Since I get all the critters vaccinated in March, I waited to spay Shika until March and got her vaccinations at the same time so she’ll be on the same schedule as everyone else.

Itzl likes going to the vet because they pet him and make a big fuss over him.  He’s cute and he knows it and loves the attention.

He was very good getting his vaccinations today – at a different vet from the one who spayed Shika.   That vet (we’ve been taking all our critters to him and a number of strays as well over the last 20 years) suddenly decided animals don’t need pain meds after surgery, so I told him how I felt about that and sought a new vet.

This new one I’ve used in the past for emergencies because the clinic is open 24 hours and because they deal with wild animals.  Whenever I’ve needed vet care for a wounded wild critter (the vixen who was having birthing difficulties, the turtle that got hit by a car,  the possum babies whose mother was hit by a car…), that’s where I went.  Not only are they the only vet to deal with wildlife, they are also very close.  I kept our old vet because I believe in loyalty and we’d been with him for 20 years.  Changing to the new vet for all of our veterinary needs was an easy choice.

So, Itzl was vaccinated.  And now, all the animals are properly vaccinated that need annual vaccinations – cats, dogs, ferrets.

All the other critters are pets, but Itzl is my hearing assistance dog, so he tags along on each and every vet visit and he thinks he’s the one in charge of the vet care of the other critters.  He has to verify the vet is doing things right and reassure the other critters.  And when it’s his turn,  he takes it well.