Unless, its my tummy of course. So, we went to the see Craig Irving, the animal eye specialist on Friday. It’s a 2 hour trip down to Palmerston North and I don’t like the car much but I sat on Dad’s knee and was good.
Craig kind of remembered me from last time, when I had a really nasty eye infection at 18 months old. As he said, it was quite uncommon and aggressive, so he was pleased to see me again and looking well. He shone bright red, blue and white lights in my eyes, waved his hands at me to see if I reacted, and then looked into my eyes with a big metal thing on his head. I just stood there looking patient.
Craig says the problem with my left eye is atrophy of the iris, so essentially an ageing problem. It shouldn’t get much worse as I get older. About a quarter of the eye is all sort of hardened which is why my pupil looks triangular and doesn’t contract. I will be light sensitive and find it hard to focus on things close up, which is why I can’t see where the ball goes to start with and don’t feel confident to jump up and down off the furniture. So, it’s good news, and Mum and Dad are much happier. Now we need to do some food training so I regain my confidence.