How silly it feels to be a piddle sleuth, but that is what I have become, after last week noticing blood in our Border Collie's urine. We hurried to the vet clinic for urine and blood lab work. Of course, Weed maintains discreet privacy if at all possible, so her urine sample had to be collected via a needle puncture to her bladder. The vet examined the sample for crystals, white blood cells, and abnormal cells that might suggest cancer, but found only anomalous red blood cells. She suggested rat poison as a possible cause of the bleeding, yet we have none, and Weed does not roam away from our place. We left the clinic with urinary-care kibbles and both anti-inflammatory and antibiotic meds. A recent dusting of snow has allowed this piddle sleuth to evaluate each and every one of Weed's squat locations, and, as of Monday, yellow snow is the only clue she's left behind. Whew!
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Margaret zieg ellerFor 25 years, Prairie Island has been my anchor, my core, my muse. The seasonal rhythms of land and livestock sustain me. The power of place inspires me. Archives
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