Dog Worries

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My elder dog is beginning to fail, I think. Over the past year he's had a couple of nasty gastric episodes (in fact he had the first, from which he nearly died, almost exactly a year ago just after my mum's funeral). He lost a lot of weight over the summer, and although he's gained some of it back, he's got that bony old dog look. Lately, he's been getting incontinent, both of bladder and bowels, not dreadfully, but some urgency and added frequency. Also his back legs have been getting weaker. I've started him on chiropractic treatment to help strengthen his legs and ease pressure on bladder and nerves, and he had a treatment yesterday. I was out for dinner last night and came home to find the room near the door where they normally go out filled with diarrhea which had obviously become increasingly bloody (sorry for all the nasty details). He looked very poorly, and went straight to bed without demanding his customary bedtime biscuit - probably for the first time in his life. He had a couple more episodes of diarrhea in the night and at one point fell over and couldn't get up. This morning he didn't want to get out of bed.

I honestly thought it was the end, but when I took him to the vet he had rallied quite a bit and they said his vitals were good. He's had a whole raft of blood tests for kidney and liver functions because of the incontinence, and those are normal. The vet couldn't feel any mass, and he didn't have a fever. So we're treating the symptoms and will wait and see. However. I suspect, and I think the vet suspects, that he has a tumour that they're not feeling or catching in the tests. I'm not paying $400.00 for a test to tell me that, especially as I wouldn't treat it if we found it (Cholmondeley is 13 going on 14 in a breed where the average age is 14). So, I prepare myself as best I can (how can I). And just love him while I still have him.

Comments

[noveldevice.livejournal.com]

Oh dear. :( I am sorry to hear this.

My best wishes to him. We had a beardie as a client when I worked at the shop who lived to quite an age and was as charming as could be. His owner set him on fire accidentally when he was about twelve. (Bogart was unharmed, although a haircut to get the singed bits off was neccessary. Story upon request.)

[a-d-medievalist.livejournal.com]

Oh, I'm so sorry. I wish I could say something to make it better, but it sounds like you've already accepted that the news might not be that good. I hope you both have some good time left. *hugs*

[brinian.livejournal.com]

I'm so sorry. This is how my old Lady dog (AKA the "Nasty Old Bitch") went. Colton is going to be thirteen in exactly one month. His liver values are wonky. I'm worried and fretting about him all the time. The problem is that he's totally neurotic and picks up on my worry!

My thoughts are with you. Please keep us posted so we can give you whatever support you need!

[oursin.livejournal.com]

Sympathies

[intertext.livejournal.com]

Thank you.

[superfoo.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry to hear that; having pets is so rewarding but unfortunately extremely sad. We've had to put down three pugs over the years and it is a shitty experience.

You have all my sympathies, and I hope your doggie feels a bit better. God, I'm tearing up as I write this thinking about my last dog. I'm so sorry.

[intertext.livejournal.com]

There's a reason why I used dog or pet ownership as an example of "romantic irony" - "she dwells in beauty, beauty that must die..." Alas that our furry friends are unlikely to outlive us. Thanks for the good thought. Chums does seem to be rallying, so we'll keep our fingers crossed.