It was heat that kept us from our usual house of worship on this holiday marking Spring, the rise of the Sun (the Son), and the renewal of life. Also, Tucker seems to prefer ocean over forest anyway, so we drove to his temple of choice.
He had been having a rough go of it as of late. Due to his incessant scratching that was still undiagnosed, he had popped a hematoma. For those who don’t know what that is: it’s essentially a blood blister on the ear. A scratch or hit breaks open the capillaries between the cartilage and skin on the pinna (the floppy part) of a dog’s ear, and it creates a gap, filling with blood. It can be pretty painful. But dogs don’t know that wacking it into things repeatedly (by shaking one’s heads) or scratching it (because it feels funny) will just make it worse. Like human blood blisters, there isn’t much one can do. It just recedes on its own. If you try to drain it, it’ll just fill up again. You could also do surgery, but that seems a little excessive to me for a non-life threatening condition. He’d had a couple before in prior years. One went through numerous drainings, the other with just one draining, then receded on its own. I hoped this one would go down on its own without any draining.
So, Tucker was forced to be bonnet boy again to keep his ear still until it healed. Donned in his blue bonnet, Tucker and I headed to our oft-frequented place by the ocean: the Carpinteria Bluffs and Tar Pits.
Here's to the unblemished potential of the year ahead and life renewed, however you choose to honor it.