Howllo Fellow Hound and Emma’s health lovers! It is so heart warming to me that so many of you follow her journey of blindness. We really appreciate it.

I was surprised at how many dogs were at the eye doctor today.

There was 1 boxer, 1 standard black poodle, 2 bichon frises, 2 daschunds, 1 jack russell terrier, 1 mini poode, 1 shitzu, a cocker and 3 cats. That was all in the span of 2 hours! Wow! Most were elderly dogs and from what I could tell and ease drop on, Emma was by far the youngest, and (the loudest.) I am also pretty sure she was the only blind one in the group.

Emma’s diagnosis was not great, but hopefully treatable. She had, what the doctor said, was a deep laceration of the cornea. There is no way to tell how she got it. He has her on 2 different types of new medications. I need to administer them every 4 hours and he told me to set my alarm during the night to make sure she gets her treatment every 4 hours for 2 weeks. He told me,

“her prosthetic is more important than your sleep.”

I totally agreed and then we drove straight to McDonalds for her special treat of french fries. I went inside and asked the employee if he could flash fry a few potatoes without salt for my girl. She has a food allergy as most of you know. I thought it was worth a shot.

The server looked at me funny, and I said,

“It is for my dog who just came from the vet and she needs a treat.”

The server turned on his heels, went to the french fry area, dunked a few potatoes in the cage thing for a few seconds, patted the grease off of them, wrapped them in aluminum foil and then handed them to me. He leaned in and said,

“no charge.”

As I wiped a few tears away, he patted my hand. A big line was forming behind me so I could not linger. I think I also saw his boss heading towards the front so I scurried off. The kindness of strangers. That small gesture meant the world to Emma and I.

When Emma got home it was so funny. She ran like she has never run blind before down the hallway right to her bed. She grabbed her duck toy and started flipping it in the air. Then she sunk as if to say, “thank God I am home.”

Chaps was busy smelling our clothes but quickly tucked in next to Emma.

He likes to lay by the window and alert Emma of everything that is happening.

She was just happy to be home, next to the big guy.

More updates later, maybe at 4:00 every morning when my alarm goes off!

Love, Cat, Chaps and Emma

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