<div><font size="2"><font face="verdana,sans-serif">I have two floppy eared dogs shaking their heads and one more watching and thinking about it.</font></font></div>
<div><font size="2"><font face="verdana,sans-serif">I was out of everything-- cleaning stuff, meds, everything.</font></font></div>
<div><font size="2"><font face="verdana,sans-serif">Desperate, I put a gob of cortisone in Nigel's ears-- he was the worst.</font></font></div>
<div><font size="2"><font face="verdana,sans-serif">Then when Conley started I went down to the Vet and picked up cleaner and yeastie meds.</font></font></div>
<div><font size="2"><font face="verdana,sans-serif">Our weather has been warm and very humid. I have not had to wateer the garden once. This is bad news for Basset ears.</font></font></div>
<div><font size="2"><font face="verdana,sans-serif">The funny part (if there is a funny part about paying $66 for ear meds) is that Dr T told me to put them on Ketaconazole.</font></font></div>
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<div><font size="2"><font face="verdana,sans-serif">Ummmm.... I have a whole bottle of it that I cannot take, that the Human Doctor, who has S**t for brains prescribed for what he insisted was ringworm and which was NOT,(Trust me you do not work with animals for 20 yrs and not know a lot about ringworm) and which I cannot take anyway because it makes me deathly ill. So I came home and gave everyone one of my ketaconazole in their dinner, and they ate it.</font></font></div>
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<div><font size="2"><font face="verdana,sans-serif">Now we are going to do ears.</font></font></div>
<div><font size="2"><font face="verdana,sans-serif">Wish me luck.</font></font></div>
<div>My Thundershirt HAS NOT ARRIVED, but the thunder has.... ****sigh****</div>
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<div>MomPerson to Nigel,(shakeshakeshake) Llewis (hmmm maybe I should do that) Conley (shake shakeshake) and Cooper (WAS THAT THUNDER?????????)<br></div>