I told you about Silas’s skin problems, I know. What I didn’t go into was how horrible his allergies can be.
He broke out with these hives
while he was on Benadryl. This is the body shot that goes with the face-shot I posted before.
The grass allergy came up with a terrifying rapidity. We were on a road trip back home to visit the family. In the edge of Mississippi we stopped at a strip mall to get a bagel from Panera. I told my husband to take Silas over to the grass at the end of the mall to see if he needed to potty while I grabbed the food.
Once I got back in the car, I realized that something was terribly wrong. Silas’s whole head was lumpy, covered with huge welts. We raced to the other end of the plaza and bought some Benadryl from the grocery store. And they helped, some. After a while I called the vet, who told me I could give him a higher dosage.
We spent the next day watching him break out in fresh hives every time his Benadryl started to fade. I called the vet back, and she called in some Prednisone to the local pharmacy. It made Silas as crazy as a bessy bug, but it took care of things. After we got back home he pulled his pollen-y blanket out of the laundry and broke out again. I rushed him to the vet, convinced that the hives were never going to go away. He spent the whole visit licking her face, with the hives already gone before we got there. But I showed her the pictures.
Thursday we’re going back. (So, no weekend posts this week.) I called the vet just now:
“We have to go back home, and I’m afraid of the hives. Is there some medicine we can take with us just in case?”
“For anybody else I would think this is weird, but I know how Silas is. I’ll fill you a prescription.”
How high maintenance is your dog, when even the vet thinks that he merits an exception?