It all began with an ear infection. No matter how much gunky, funky ear wax I scooped out, it just wouldn't clear up on its own. So I took my dog Stella to the vet, who swabbed her ear, took a culture, and eyeballed it under a microscope. He found yeast and bacteria and all kinds of groovy things like that. Then he gave me some pills to give to Stella and said "come back in a week." I did. He looked at her ear again and said, "It looks a lot better," and I said, "I know." But then he said, "It's still not totally better, though." That's when he gave me a tube of MALOTIC, pictured above. He squirted it into Stella's ear and said, "Do this three times a day."
I followed his advice and, over the course of a few days, Stella's ear infection totally healed. On the 3rd or 4th day, though, it gradually became somewhat apparent, then painfully obvious, that Stella was no longer responding to my - or anybody's - auditory cues. Not only that, she wasn't greeting me at the door when I came home. She wasn't even responding to the phrase "Do you want a treat?" with the usual bright eyed conniption fit. That's when I realized that some bad juju had gone down.
I called the vet. "Hey, I know this is a weird question, but is there any chance that the MALOTIC is making my dog deaf?" He replied, "It's an extremely rare side effect, and in most cases the hearing comes back in a few weeks - but, yes, it is possible. You should stop giving her the Malotic." Relieved but freaked out, I went online and googled MALOTIC. I got a bunch of results that included more than a couple poorly written music reviews wherein the critic had misspelled 'melodic.' But I also found what I suspected: blog after blog and thread after thread about how MALOTIC had robbed a beloved pet of his hearing. Apparently it mostly happens with geriatric dogs. But guess what - Stella's a geriatric dog.
If you happen to be a dog owner, be forewarned that this shit could make your dog deaf as a doornail. We're still sort of hoping and praying that Stella's hearing is gonna come back, but there's no guarantee that it will. It's already been 2 weeks and, though we think we've seen some minimal improvement, even that can't be substantiated. Stella, who is a cool and laid back individual, now hates going to the vet. I can't blame her.
But anyway, all those trips to the vet for Stella's ear got the vets to poking and prodding - which is when they found the lumps. Those lumps are now at centerstage of this whole drama. It is thus that within the space of a couple of weeks I went from hoping that Stella's ear infection would clear on up to praying that my deaf dog doesn't have cancer. Unbelievable.