Ollie was back at the vet Friday. He doesn’t want to talk about it. His surgery scar is infected again. It’s been five weeks since his surgery and this is the third flare up. A few days ago it was almost all healed again. I think that long romp at the river, where he really got to stretch his legs and sprint after Ella, got all that scar tissue inflamed. I am so bummed. He isn’t so bothered by it, but he was really wasn’t happy to be back at the vet. He tucked his tail and looked for the door. His vet friends were happy to see him. A couple of them said they didn’t even recognize him he’s put on so much weight. He weighs 39 pounds. He’s almost a body double. So we will try this three-week round of antibiotics and see what happens. I’m really hoping he doesn’t need this rare surgery to correct a mass of scar tissue. He’s all curled up in his bed right now, chewing on something, happy as a clam, if clams are happy.
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