Dexter's drooping like a Dali painting.

I finally have an explanation for why Dexter's right ear has been getting infections again, after about 6 years of good health.

It turns out that the ear canal resection Dexter had when he was about 2 - which transformed his natural L-shaped ear canal into a straight line, thereby reducing the opportunities for infections to pool in the bend of the canal - has started to droop. Meaning that the straight line from ear drum to opening now has a bend in it again, which is where the bacteria comes to squat and have rave parties.

The vet said that it's natural for everything to start drooping on older dogs (and of course, cats and people); he said we all end up like a Salvador Dali painting in the end!

Salvador Dali
Spanish 1904–89, worked in United States 1940–48
Daddy Longlegs of the evening – Hope! 1940
oil on canvas, 40.6 x 50.8 cm
The Salvador Dalí Museum, St Petersburg, Florida

The good news is that there are fewer of the [insert medical information the vet said] than last week, so the treatment is working. It usually takes about 2 weeks to get rid of it, so the signs are good that we'll get on top of it soon. Dexter got another anti-inflammatory shot, and just needs to keep getting the eardrops and to finish of his tablets.

Nearly forgot my gratuitous Dr Reid photo:

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