Little Pup went in for her three month checkup this week. She now weighs a whopping three whole pounds. She got more shots and a nasty diagnosis: she has a collapsing trachea. All dogs with this condition have a trigger and Maggie's seems to be cat dander.
This isn't our first go round with this terrible condition so we know what we're in for. The Mister's Maltese has been suffering with it for 13 years. I hope Little Maggie gets at least that much time with us-but it's not really up to us, is it? Happily, the two inside cats are enjoying all the extra attention they are getting with the Furminator and have even accepted daily sponge baths. Now I just have to convince the pup that cats are not good to chew on.