As blog readers may or may not remember, several months ago I was concerned about little Reggie having a red bump on her lip. I felt better after taking her to the vet, who wasn’t sure exactly what the bump was but told me it was nothing to worry about (but I should wash it with antibacterial soap every day to ensure it got better). After a week of washing with persistent redness I was still a bit nervous. However, eventually the redness went away and the bump went from being raised to flat.
Flash forward about two months and Reggie’s boyfriend Hagar gets a similar red bump on his nose. My neighbor Jen did more diligence than I did on the condition (I made the mistake of assuming taking her to the vet was good enough). Jen texted me Friday morning with her preliminary diagnosis: ringworm. I think poor little Reggie is the host and passed the ringworm along to Hagar (what a dirty girlfriend). We still have to confirm the diagnosis but after reading some online research it totally makes sense: puppies are more prone to get ringworm because their immune systems haven’t developed completely.
This points out one of several ways Reggie is just like her mom: we’re both tomboys that tend to play rough (good thing I haven’t played sports with any of my co-workers recently); we both enjoy great food (okay, Reggie will eat anything); we’re both frequently challenged with stomach issues; and we’ve both been “the host” for passing along fun conditions to our friends. I gave my co-worker and his entire household influenza B after a fierce game of beer pong about six months ago. Since this incident, which caused three people to each miss about a week of work and/or school, I haven’t been able to shake the nickname of “The Host.” Just as the joke has died down, it’s become known that Reggie might also be “The Host.” I don’t know what else to say other than it’s pretty obvious whose kid she is…
