At that point, Saxony had been getting the loading dose (which means double dosing to prime the pump, so to speak) for two weeks. I think it's interesting that my vet could see a significant improvement in her after such a short time. But when I thought about it, I realized that I might have been seeing a response even earlier when I wrote here about a moment that happened just one week after she started the Cosequin.
Now that she's completed the loading dose, she'll be getting SmartPak's one-scoop maintenance dose for the next two months. My vet returns at the end of February to extract Saxony's wolf teeth, so I'll get another assessment of the Cosequin then.
I just need the greatest barefoot trimmer in the world to materialize in front of me right now. Or any barefoot trimmer. Not a pasture trimmer, but a barefoot specialist who believes in such a thing as the balanced foot. The search has been frustrating and makes me understand why some people give up and learn how to do it themselves. I feel Saxony's toes growing like nails on a chalkboard, and it's making me cringe.
Sidebar: Lately, it seems Scout has been on my mind more than Saxony. And she has been, just in a different way. Laying around working on getting better leaves me with time to ponder (kind of, druggily) and Scout somehow presented herself at the outskirts of my mind and then wandered up close. Right now she seems to stand for me as some sort of proof, in the mathematics sense, which, according to my huge old broken-backed dictionary, means a sequence of steps, statements, or demonstrations that leads to a valid conclusion. Yes, I think that's the exactly the way I mean it. Now I just have to figure out what that "valid conclusion" is.
|Eight-minute rides are best, I find.|
Ten days of not seeing either of them has been really rough.