Dogs are flexible. They can put all four paws (and other parts I won’t mention) in their mouths. Sometimes that leads to trouble. For Doppler it was a hot spot she kept working at until it bled.
We needed to keep her paws out of her mouth. Unfortunately, it’s tough to talk sense to a dog.
Helaine and I both dismissed the idea of an Elizabethan collar. Would you want to wear one?
We tried bitter apple spray. I think Doppler has developed a taste for it.
I’d seen rubber booties and thought those would do the trick. When Stef was over this weekend I asked her to pick up a pair… uh… two pairs.
This is too easy. The sock is a success!
As far as I can see, Doppler doesn’t care, or doesn’t even know it’s there. She’s leaving it alone and has stopped going after her paw. We have to pull it up every once in a while, but that seems like a minor inconvenience all things considered.
It looks like the paw is healing… though she does look cute with one red sock. Maybe as a fashion statement?