WHAT A WAY TO BRING IN THE NEW SEASON!

Wow. So what a way to bring in the Fall....with a bonar that just wouldn’t quit. And NO. I am not talking about Justin! As I am certain at this very moment all you readers of our blog are relieved to know that key point of information. But I am talking about Hank. (yikes, did you just revert back to your cringing given THIS piece of info. now!)

Poor Hank. He must have something to prove. Like he’s still got it in him, and don’t let the 91 human years under his little doggy belt fool you. One Sunday afternoon, end of Sept, I had noticed “something” very “unusual” with Hank when I was taking him for our daily walk. And it wasn’t the normal run of the mill “doggy lipstick” one might happen to come across – oh say like when he’s sitting in the car and I have to tell him “put that away hank!” Fellow dog owners, you know what i'm talking about, unfortunately. Anyway, so my doggy motherly instincts landed hank and I at the Weekend Emergency Vet’s Office. I will spare you the nitty gritty details of it all….as i'm sure you'll wonder have i really spared you, as you read on, but believe me i really have :) Basically, undetermined by both the ER Vet and Hank’s regular vet later in the week, poor Hanky-poo was experiencing what they refer to as a prolapsed penis. And THANK GOD the vitamin supplement he now takes on a daily basis along with a hefty dose of GOOD LUCK – he hasn’t experienced it since! But here's where we get to the funny part of this....the ER Vet seriously looked at me and asked “So do you have any KY Jelly at home Jenny?” I was like "Um. Huh??? Um…yeah, I’m not even going to answer that question either way! You're my dog's Vet!!" I was just thinking to myself how this converations with the Vet was so wrong in so many ways. I was waiting for the hidden cameras to be revealed and the wacky host of some practical jokes show to pop out and scream "you've just been played!" Anyway, so I was able to, in so many words, dodge the question. I basically reciprocated with “what is your point Doc?” And she noted that if this problem "visitor" of Hank’s reappears and does not disappear within a few hours, like it did this one sunny fall day, that I would be instructed in detail of how to take care of the “situation” as they did in the ER. Lets just say it would have involved a homemade sugar paste and some lube. Oh. My. God.

And again, I must say Thank You that his vitamin supplement worked because I was really starting to question how much I loved this precious pooch of mine as I was driving away from the ER with Hank A.K.A “Bonar Bob” and this giant $3 tube of medical lube the vet sent me home with “just in case”.

Summary: It would suffice to say that Hank had one “hard” day back in the Fall. (Sorry, I couldn’t resist the pun)