"They said to give her CBD oil. And that they give their dogs Benadryl while they're gone during the day. That it makes them sleep."
"Well, that's no surprise. Benadryl makes ME sleep! Dog Benadryl? From a vet?"
"No. It's people Benadryl."
"Did you ask how much they give their dogs?"
"No. I didn't ask."
"You don't want to kill them! I guess you could get CBD oil at any gas station. Or have The Pony get it from one of the shops on his route. But you don't know how much to give a dog."
I thought maybe Farmer H would think about the issue until next weekend, when he could ask the customers for more details. Nope. I came home Monday evening, and Farmer H said he had given Pupsie some Benadryl.
"From the vet?"
"No. The people kind. I put it in a hot dog. She ain't actin' no different yet. It was about 20 minutes ago."
"That's all it takes to put me to sleep! That's too much for a dog."
"I don't think it's affectin' her at all."
"She'll never eat a hot dog again!"
"I gave her somethin' else after the hot dog."
Farmer H kept checking on Pupsie for a couple hours.
"She let me pet her back while I was petting Jack. Then she realized what I had done."
"I know! That's how she is with me."
"Now she's laying in the middle of the yucca plant that her and Jack destroyed. She looks up at me."
"Well, at least she's conscious."
"I think it might take two pills to get her calm."
"That might kill her! Don't do that!"
Not sure where we're going with this amateur dosing of Pupsie. She really does need this very special operation.
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Yes, you give a dog Benadryl, but the dosage depends on the weight of the dog. He probably gave her 25 mg. A child's dosage would be 12.5 mg. Eddie weighs 22 lbs. and that is what I gave him for itching. I gave my Sr, Bernard 50 mg., cause she was a big girl. Of course, it would be hard to cut a capsule in half, and you would need the liquid. I would think it would be easier to spend time with her to develop trust. I saw Drew pick up one of his feral cats yesterday. The one he calls Garfield. The tiny white cat he calls Snowball is still skittish and the tortoise colored one is still very afraid of humans.
"she let me pet her" "now she's lying in the yucca plant"
2 missed opportunities to grab hold (gently) and get her in the carrier cage to go to the vet.
Kathy,
This is good info! I'm writing it down. I looked at the back of the box, and each pill is 50mg. Since we can't catch Pupsie, we don't know her weight. Jack is a bit portly, and I'm guessing Pupsie might weigh a little more than Jack. She is taller, and gangly. Not at all solid like Jack.
I told Farmer H my plan for taming, back when he made the appointment. He has spent ONE evening, probably about 15 minutes, trying to befriend Pupsie. I've had a baggie of hot dog pieces ready, but Farmer H has other things to do, like re-inventing the wagon wheels on the front porch.
We had five cats at one time. The black tuxedo cat NEVER allowed us to pet him. The others were normal and somewhat affectionate. You know, for CATS!
Sorry to River and her loving pets Lola, and Angel :(
Cats will never be dogs.
River,
We can't keep Pupsie in a carrier for three weeks! Nor can was just take her to the vet and demand an immediate spaying. The appointment is for May 7 or 8.
It was a missed opportunity for Farmer H to go down the steps and try to pet Pupsie in the yucca. He was only wearing his tighty-whities, but that has never stopped him from going out in the front yard before! And by "petting," Farmer H meant that she let him touch the side of her mouth while she was sniffing his hand.
Oops, I didn't realise an appointment wasn't soon.
River,
I need to check back when Farmer H sent me the original text, to make sure of the right day, but I know it was May 7 or 8. That vet doesn't look very busy when I go by, but I'm sure they need to schedule ahead for their surgeries, and morning is probably the busy time, so they can observe their "patients" through the day until pickup.
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