[Dailydrool] There is no psychiatrist in the world like a Basset Hound licking your face.

[Charlie Meyer]

Piglet OEBE here.  I'm almost all healed (98-99%) from the burn owies,  
but as soon as the WV State Flower (Satellite Dish) collar comes off,  
if the slave turns his back, I gnaw the scab off.  Sorta like the  
first week of Calculus; limits being 'closer and closer'. When I got  
sprung from Xmas kenneling, the vet told the slave I had OCD, and  
handed him a bottle of Clomicalm, (doggie clomiprimine), and started  
to explain it.  The vet didn't have to give much explanation, as the  
slave had way too much first hand experience with tricyclic  
antidepressants (TCAs) as well as the rest of the pharm crap-shoot  
smorgasbord (but knows better than to share his stash with his four- 
leggers). "Just translate it into dog, Doc." Is there a DSM-IV for dogs?

"The circle is complete."
  - Darth Vader (CEO of BigPharmCo)

Back when the vet and the slave were in diapers, in the 'I Like Ike'/ 
HushPuppy prehistoric era, TCAs such as clomipramine were probably  
being tested on lab animals, before having a nice, profitable patent  
run for humans. After becoming a cheap generic for a few decades,  
Novartis marketed it for separation anxiety in dogs, and wham-o, back  
under patent in a flavored chew tab. <Ka Ching>.  OCD is 'off label'.  
The sedating side effect was sorta like Microsoft saying: "It's not a  
bug, it's a feature,." The unflavored two-legger equivalent is on the  
MalMartian $4 list.  Reconcile is Lilly's new patented doggie-prozac.  
<Ka-Ching> The human version is also on the $4 list. The Vet was nice  
enough to call in a pharmacy script.  The fun part was the slave  
asking the Pharmacist for the Rx for Piglet, his nine year old Basset  
Hound. Grins were noticed.

The slave recalls the instructor of his first statistics course way  
back in college waving a paperback titled: "How to Lie With  
Statistics".  A Noggin Doc told him long ago: 'Statistically, you're  
gonna be on these the rest of your life.'  I'll only get pilled until  
the last of the owies finally heal, because the behavior should  
hopefully stop once the last scab heals over. As a first time  
offender, I am repawtedly trainable.  Not a few women will dispute the  
domestication incapacity of the slave.

Being OEBE, I just spit out the meaty flavored tablet (and got pilled  
the old fashioned way). We aren't overmedicated, not only in part  
because we're so much 'fun' to pill. I actually LIKED the 'stop  
chewing' flavored sprays he tried first.

The slave has said many times that he'd rather see the Vet than his  
Physician or Psychiatrist. The slave is a huge believer in drool  
therapy. There are times when pharmacology fails, but Bassets never  
do. I think we'll keep him.

Piglet, OEBE
Mischief Since 1999

"Mickey: Waddling about Aaarrrooing 'Viva Viagra' ain't gonna work.  
You're not Enzyte's Smiling Bob of dogdom. Girls still rule this pack.  
You're fixed. Get over it."

On Jan 9, 2009, at 7:54 PM, Anitra wrote:

There is no psychiatrist in the world like a Basset Hound licking your  
face.

Charlie Meyer
West Virginia Coordinator
Basset Rescue of Old Dominion, Inc. (BROOD)
Droolassic Park
Keyser, WV

Basset Hound Rescue: Work With Women. Pick Up Dogs.