Our dog, the drama queen…
Mojo, our beloved Chinese sharpei, is going under the knife this morning for (you won’t believe this!) an eyelid lift.
A sharpei being a sharpei, she has all that excess skin. Seems her eyelids have gotten so heavy and folded over that she actually can’t lift them up anymore! Lately she’s been walking around the house bumping into things, and keeps on pawing at her eyelids as if wanting to open her eyes by hand (or paw) — it’s the saddest, funniest thing you’ll ever see! (Not to make fun of my doggie’s suffering, but really, she could be sooooo cute! I mean, check her pictures out!)
Anyway, so the vet is going to slice off some of the skin on her lids, and pull the rest of the eyelid up – an eyelid lift, so to speak… Gosh, I wonder if that would be as painful for her as cosmetic surgery is supposed to be for humans… I sure hope not. I mean, she just came out of a severe depression, for chrissakes!
See, over a month ago, when she was in heat, the family decided to have her studded. The thing was, my overeager parents went through the stud’s papers only after the deed was done, and lo and behold, turns out that Mojo and the stud have the same mother! So not only did she get raped, it was incestuous, too!
Anyway, after the gruesome act, Mojo came home severely depressed. She refused to eat on her own for almost a month! She’d only take oatmeal with raisins and Virgin Coconut Oil (I do not lie!), and only if you rub her back while she’s eating. She must’ve lost 3-5 pounds, which is a lot when you’re just about 40 pounds to begin with… Jeez, talk about canine virtue…
She still hasn’t quite been able to go back to her usual self. She used to be so hyper (the vet did say that she’s the most hyper sharpei he’s ever come across) but now, she’s so, well, mellow. I’m thinking that after the whole loss-of-her-virginity thing, maybe our dog’s growing up or something — tipo bang nagdadalaga! I miss her chasing me around the house already… but then again, with her recent near-blindness, I guess running around hasn’t been such a good idea… So maybe that’s all there is to it.
Haaayyy… the travails of Mojo. And I thought I had problems…
January 18th, 2006 at 5:09 am
awww… poor baby! what a hard life!
January 18th, 2006 at 6:27 am
i miss mojo! ehem, hint hint… har har har