I have a geriatric in the house. No, I'm not talking about Sean. Or myself. It is
Leo. My adorable dachshund, who just happens to be turning 15 in a few weeks. He is certifiably senior. Loss of hearing, cataracts, weird bumps growing in weird places. He sleeps, I swear, 18 hours a day. The only thing that can make him move faster than that of a snail's space, is the promise of food.
But even his love of food has been affected by his age. He sometimes forgets he has eaten. And occasionaly will forget he is drinking. So he will just continue to drink and drink and drink, until he is as round as a watermelon. I have heard that this can be a sign of health problems. But nope, all $125 of his blood tests came back normal.
All that drinking is a dangerous thing for a senior citizen. His poor old man bladder cannot hold it. So he has accidents. Those accidents drive me crazy! The thought of moving him and his leaky hose into our new house scares me. We are putting engineered laminate in most of the house and that does not handle water well. I am freaking that he might piddle somewhere secretly and it won't be found until it is too late. So I am researching ideas.
I am definitely going to be putting him in the tiled laundry room for his 18 hours of sleep. He's deaf so the sound of the washer and dryer won't be a problem. But the few hours he is roaming around (confused I am sure), I need some back up. Doggy diapers. I thought this was weird but then I saw some of the other pets that can wear diapers. It doesn't seem so weird anymore.
First of all, they make
diapers for pet birds. I was shocked. Cindy, did you know this?
Got guinea pig problems? They make a
diaper for that.
Like the
diaper wasn't embarrassing enough, hat not included.
That's one huge
diaper! Can you imagine?
Let's not forget about the incontinent
chicken in your life.
I have a hard enough time figuring out a regular
diaper. This one looks a bit complicated.
Made just for
boys and one for every season. Me likey! Ba Da Bing!