Sophie Rules the World

What?
Sophie? Sick?

That's a big eyed lie!

Sophie's not sick. She was sick, but she's not sick anymore. Sophie's liver went into overtime just before Christmas, and we were all very worried that she was going into liver failure. After her vet, Auntie Judy, got things under control with a round of Anti-Bs and ridiculously expensive liver supplements, the poking and prodding of the beast ensued. After numerous blood lettings, we finally determined the problem.

Sophie tested positive for Leptosporosis.

No, no. That's Lepto, NOT Clepto, although she does have that problem too. She often shoplifts in the pet food store.

Leptosporosis is one of those nasty little things all you pups get vaccinated against, at least in Canada. Evidently dogs can still contract it anyway. It's rare, but not impossible. And wouldn't it be just like Sophie to be rare? Always trying to be unique, that one.

Even though Leptosporosis is nothing to get excited about, I sure am happy it was that and not some chronic liver disease that she would have to struggle with for the rest of her life. Auntie Judy said it's a damn good thing she was vaccinated, otherwise, she might not have made it.

But this beasticus is a survivor, baby! Once she finishes her new round of super duper hard core Anti-Bs (I hope those things don't kill her), she will be just fine and prepared to live her life to her fullest. She has already resumed her usual "bored" demeanor.

She's also become kind of obnoxious. Through all this, Sophie has gotten a lot of extra attention, not to mention yummy mushy food, and has sucked back every last drop of it. Literally. Suddenly, it's like I'm living with Paris Hilton. She's pushy and demanding and still hasn't forgiven me for not taking her to Vegas for New Years Eve.

Oops. Gotta run. I forgot to fill the toilet bowl with her favourite spring water and her manicurist is at the door.