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Tonight I was a very good doggy mommy and cleaned the utterly gross growths on Brigs’ head and shoulder.  He wanted nothing to do with me poking around his second brain.  Noises were made and I treaded lightly.  The one on his leg/shoulder area he didn’t mind as much.  He let me clean it pretty well (not great, but it’s a start).  I also put the antibiotic cream on it.  I put it on a paper towel and then put it on him.  I could not stomach touching it.

I’ve stomached a lot over the years with Brigs, but without going into too much detail, this is grosser than I can handle.  There are other issues, loss of bowel control, that are actually easier to deal with because you just have to pick that up and throw it away!

This can’t be picked up and thrown away.  When do you decide your beloved pet has dealt with enough?

Last night, as we were discussing our options with Brigs, to prepare the boys for the inevitable, the boys asked when.  I said I didn’t know when, that it would depend on how he keeps doing.  My youngest became very thoughtful and then said, “How about March?”  I blinked at him for about a minute, wondering how could a six year old choose something so readily?  He explained that his unbirthday school party is in February, and his brother’s unbirthday school party is in April, so it would be okay to be sad in March.  Ah, the logic of a six year old boy.

I don’t know what we’ll do or when we’ll do it.  I just hope it gets easier to clean his brain.