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The vets called us today with the results of Hamish's biopsy. His skin condition is something genetic. They did give it a name, but OH said it was "a really long word and she said it really fast".
This basically means that there is no cure. He's in again on Monday to have his stitches out and then we have to make an appointment to go and chat to the vet about how to manage his condition. I think we're probably looking at long term steroids, which is not the ideal solution, but if it's going to keep him comfortable, then so be it. If it does shorten his life, at least his life can be happier.
I'm kind of gutted about this. I was hoping there would be a solution.
I also had a fit of extreme anger earlier. I want to shout and scream at his breeder and the Kennel Club. I also want to go and rub it in my dad's face that it's NOT because we feed him raw (have you ever heard anything so ridiculous in your life?) and it's NOT because I don't put dangerous chemicals on his skin to keep fleas away. I have no idea how many times in the last two years I've had to say over and over that it's not fleas or some kind of skin parasite. That's the first thing the vet looked for. And no I'm not going to use Frontline because last time it burned his skin!
I'm feeling a little frustrated too that I can't get on Google and start researching the condition and how to manage it because OH can't remember what it is. I'm gonna ask him to try and find out on Monday and get them to write it down if he can.
I think I probably should inform his breeder, but I have a feeling that she probably already knows and likely just doesn't fucking care. Puppies = £££'s.
I'm gonna go have a rant about this on my dog forum.
Laters.