Well, my goober butt has finished his antibiotics and naturally has reverted back to 15 minute wees again. No apparent discomfort and otherwise bouncy and full of beans, but lots of standing there in the garden with just a dribble coming out. I'll give the vet a ring again.
On the somewhat humorous side, my father, armchair veterinarian, has decided that Carbon has a faulty prostate. Why? Because he has the same problems as Carbon! I've been treated to WAY too much information on the functioning (or lack thereof) of my parent's male plumbing.
Argh!
