Fred's constant itching is driving us crazy! We've said "No Fred" so much the last week that he thinks we have renamed him and he's taken to hiding in other rooms to do his scratching. We even found him down behind the fireplace at one point just scratching away!
Our late basset Barney was almost 11 years old when he passed and 9 of those years he had skin issues and I really don't want to go there again. We spent tons of money over a lot of stressful years trying to figure out what the issue was. We paid for allergy testing and tried eliminating certain foods. Was it plants, food, my laundry detergent, my cleaning products.....the air! We tried anti-itch products, oatmeal shampoo and he wound up being on prednisone off and on his whole life. I didn't like that. We drove ourselves crazy trying to figure it out. Guess what, we never did.
Now we have Fred who has started this itching and it really has been upsetting. At first I thought it might be all the mosquitoes that have come out recently as they just swarm the hounds when they go outside.
Once he started itching and causing some raw patches, it's like it just snowballed from there.
If he's not scratching,
He's chewing on his legs.
I feel bad for him and he has even spent the last two nights in his pen as the itching was keeping us all awake. Benadryl has been helping a little, but I don't like to give it to him.
My poor baby is just exhausted from itching all the time. But this morning my husband thinks he's found the culprit.
The Trumpet Vine!
The seed pods and
of the Trumpet Vine.
We have seen Fred over in the corner of the yard munching on something and thought it was just grass. That part of the grass is covered with the trumpet vine flowers that are dropping. So now Fred will be supervised every time he goes outside......again....sigh!...until I can get that corner of the yard roped off. So keep your fingers crossed that this is the root (hee!hee!) of his itching and we can get this problem solved!
I don't know if this Monday Mischief should got to Mr. Itchy or to the trumpet vine. What do you think?