My dear friend Jen, who at the moment is flying with her two wild and crazy boys from Korea to the U.S., suggested (among other things) that I write about why I refuse to get my children a dog.
I was fully prepared to address this question in paragraph form, including many descriptives such as
And then I was going to link to this post about Pat the Bunny's furry friend, Gracie Doggie.
But then, when I was browsing my Facebook newsfeed earlier, I came across this status entry from a Facebook friend and realized that I no longer feel the need to defend my dogless living:
Anyone have a dog w/ anxiety issues that manifest as skin problems? I'm starting to think Bailey's skin issues might be anxiety driven but was wondering if anyone out there might have had a similar issue and wouldn't mind sharing their stories/thoughts.
6 people replied to that status.
Here are some snippets of what they had to say:
"I had a dog that his anxiety problems manifested into a licking problem... It was gross!"
"He licks, too. But scratches so bad he's bleeding in spots. We've tried allergy meds but they don't seem to be making any difference."
"...dog used to have those problems - they did end up giving him anti-anxiety meds, prozac maybe?"
"...not a dog, but i had a kitty on prozac..."
"We used to make a garlic wine. A clove of garlic in a gallon of water. Let it sit for a couple days and pour a little over food and make a gravy. Really good for blood and skin. Don't let him breathe on you though."
"...had to put him on food that contains no wheat or corn..."
"...give him a tablespoon of fish oil on his food twice a day. Bathe him in an anti bacterial shampoo 1/wk."
Safe to say that our family will not be adopting a four legged pal.
ps- Derek, if you're reading this, don't think that we don't want you just because you require a special diet, have some skin issues, and need allergy medicine occasionally.
But if you start bleeding on the carpet, needing your food soaked in garlic wine, and requesting prozac, I may send you to live on a nice farm with lots of room to run.
So there you have it Jen.
I hope you survive the flight! And have a happy reunion with those little furballs you love.