Our miniature schnauzer, George, turned six yesterday.  Poor guy got more than he bargained for on his birthday:

I think he has a skin infection, because he's been scratching like there's no tomorrow.  He also likes to chew on his nails, so his very sharp nails have just torn apart all the skin on both his flanks.  I'm going to try a vinegar rinse in a few days, but I want the open wounds to heal first, hence his fancy new outfit (which he loves, by the way).

Sadly, vet care here is abysmal, so George is going to have to rely on my internet research to ease his itchiness.     

Speaking of birthdays, I celebrated my 28th about two weeks ago, and it was a much better birthday than the year before.  M gave me a coffee mug, O. made me a really sweet card and my good friend, Lauren, humbled me with a shout-out on her blog.  Not only did I get the undivided attention of my husband all night, our friends Lena and Omar and Brian and Nadine joined us for my birthday tradition, lemon cake (as baked by Joey - who also had an easier time than last year with the cake), and prosecco.  

It's my birthday, and I'll wear my comfy African pajama pants that make my ass look huge if I want to.


  1. The lemon cake looks amazing ~ Joey has finally mastered it! We'll have another when you come home because you can never have too much lemon cake!

    George looks pathetic. I now feel you need to have him lose a few pounds so he can fit in an underseat compartment carrier and bring him home for some good US vet care. He can stay with us for the six months to recuperate. He won't get lonely - he can share his weekends with the Marley-cat. :)

    1. It was really good - almost as good as yours, but not quite.

      George will do just fine here. He's just mad he has to wear my bandage contraption. Besides, I'm fairly certain M. wouldn't be willing to put up with Moe and Max without her baby George!

  2. Watch out with your dog--if any sort of bumps appear on him, he may very well have worms underneath his skin. I am living in Benin and have two dogs who almost ended up scratching/licking themselves to death. Turns out, an insect called a tumbu fly had laid eggs, which in turn had ended up on the mutts. Within about a week, the worms had reached about half an inch in size. You have to "drown" the worms out with vaseline and then squeeze them out. Ugh, one of the worst experiences of my life. :( Hope your guy doesn't have it!!

  3. Oh my God, that's terrifying (and disgusting)! How did you figure that out? He seems to be doing better now, but he's still itchy...