Tonight, Ben tried to take a piece of cauliflower away from Tip. Tip said, "I don't think so, Scooter." and the fight was ON. It was all over the living room. And every time I looked, Ben was on top of Tipper. So why, when the fight was over, was Ben the bleeding dawg?
When I could finally get a good look at Ben, I saw his left eye was wonky. Blood all around it, and the lower lid looked like it had puncture marks in it. I called our regular vet, who was closed of course, it bein' a Sunday night and all. But his message was to take the dawg to DAAEC. SO off we went.
They were so very sweet. Took Ben back right away, gave him some pain meds and evaluated him. They found a wound on his head, about 2"above his eye that the Doc thought might need a staple, but it turned out to be OK. The eyelid was stitched up with absorbable sutures on the inside and surgical glue on the outside. It's swollen, but doesn't look nearly as bad as it did before.
Pain meds, anesthesia, eye surgery and 3 meds to take home and the bill was the same as Banfield's outrageous fee for MUCH less treatment. AND DAAEC faxed his regular vet the entire treatment record tonight so when I call in the morning, Doc Jones will already have the info.
These folks are SUPER!
Ben, the drunken Labradisto, is sleepin' it off on the cave that is my bathroom. He was thoroughly sniff examined by Boo and Tip before he went to the cave. I think he'll be fine.