Wednesday, October 14, 2009
My dog is crazy and on prozac. Yes, prozac. I took her to the vet today for routine shots and to talk to the vet about her crazy behaivor recently. She's always been slightly psychopathic, but recently its gotten much worse. She eats through dryer cords like it's her job, has torn up my laundry room door from scratching and has gotten her way out of any cage we put her in. When we're home-she's the sweetest, calmest pup ever. According to the vet its separation anxiety!!! What?? Who knew that was such a diagnosis for dogs? Here's the take home message: When you see the cutest little mutt puppy being given away on the side of the road-walk away. Because once you give in there is no turning back. You'll end up at the emergency vet on a Saturday because a fat kid in the neighborhood sat on her, you'll end up paying a mortgage payment in surgery bills when she eats aluminum foil and has a bowel obstruction and then you'll end up putting her on psychiatric drugs and love her inspite of it all.