So last week my husband and I had the fun of keeping a neighbor’s dog Sammie for a few days. We were given eye drops he needed several times a day put “in both eyes.” No problem. Left eye, boom. Move on to the right eye and, as you can see with all his fur, it wasn’t as easy to put drops in. In fact for twenty minutes we pulled back hair, measured the distance from Sammie’s nose where it had to be. Pull more fur. Remeasure. My husband’s a doctor who has to know where eyes are! After twenty minutes of fur searching, we give. Humiliated, I call the neighbor and tell her we can’t put drops in Sammie’s right eye because we can”t find it.
“Oh,” Sharon replies. “I thought you knew. Sammie doesn’t have a right eye!”