Pink Eye, Brown Eye.

When I picked Cal up from school yesterday his eyes were terribly matted and red.  He looked awful!  I called the doctor and based on his symptoms, they called in a prescription for pink eye.  Because of this infection, he stayed home with Davis and I today. 

This doesn't do his eye infection justice because I'd already cleaned the matted junk out, but you can tell he didn't feel the best.



 I took this picture this morning.  This is our version of Pet Therapy.   He was drinking his hot cocoa (side note: it had an ice cube in it and was probably room temperature by this point) and watching Cars.

ME:  "Cal, how do your eyes feel?
CAL:  "They feel.....pink!"

I asked him again later and he said that "they are turning brown again".  lol!

Disinfecting after a pink eye infection is way different than cleaning up after the stomach virus in terms of surface area covered.  When Cal was puking, he laid in one spot all day and my cleaning was mostly limited to one main area.  With the pink eye, he still has energy and wants to play with and touch everything.  Cue the Lysol spray and disinfectant wipes.   I feel like I've spent the day trailing him with some sort of cleaning solvent!

Our dogs don't get enough attention on the blog, so here are some playful pictures with our silly pooches.

This is her stoic pose.  Look at the sow belly.....Ollie is quite the thief of Cal's food, as evidenced by her enormous gut. 

 

 Ol' blind Donnie was being a sweetheart this morning.  I was wrestling with him and was only minimally growled at, which is a big deal in Don's book.