I am so sorry to hear that your dear cat is also ailing now.
They become so much a part of our lives, and I think often we don't even realize how many things we take for granted, like having a friendly face at the window when we're coming home. I bet your son had stepped out of the way for Katie hundreds of times to the point it had become second nature. For me, those times are when it really hits home that he's gone.
I hope your cat, the King of the neigborhood, is feeling better very soon.
Ohhhhhhh thanks for that post - you make me feel *normal*!! For weeks I looked for her in the front window - just waking in the house made me sad. My kids are in and out all the time. My 22 year old came home the end of May, opened the door and stepped out of the way (for Katie to run out) - it took a minute for it to sink in.
Sadly, my cat has gotten quite sick. Not sure how much longer he will last - he is over 16 years. We got him from the shelter as a stray and he "adopted" us and our whole street. The neighbors call him the King of the neighborhood! He has a thyroid tumor and serious arthritis in his back. He is on prednisone all the time now. He's a big guy and used to weigh about 13-14 lbs and now he is down to 9 lbs.
Thank you so much, justamom. Your post came at a very good time, and was something I really needed to hear just now. It has been a very rough few weeks, and I still have that strange feeling that he's going to be looking out the front window when I pull into the driveway, or I need to make sure my son hasn't left any snack wrappers laying on the floor where he'll get to them. Just simple things like that. Like you, we got him when our kids were very little, so many of their friends loved him as well. It's been hard for all of us. Our youngest started college last fall, so we're also empty nesters like you, although he's home for the summer which has been great. I have a feeling when he leaves for school for the fall semester, it's going to be terribly quiet here. {{{HUGS}}} back to you and your family.
Artemis - I am rather late but I want to offer you my deepest condolences. I am so sorry for your loss. I guess it's been a few weeks and I suspect you are still reeling. This takes time - beside losing a family member your whole daily routine has changed. I am finally to the point where I can talk about Katie without crying - grief takes a while but acceptance will come. Many {{{{{ hugs}}}}} to you and your family.
I was thnking the other day - I got my pets when my kids were small. I am an empty nester - my dog has died and my cat is over 16. This timing was all wrong.
Thank you for your condolences. It's hard getting used to not having him with us after 17 years, but we're getting there. My son volunteers for a local dog rescue group, so we have a good home for all of his beds, leashes, bowls, unused food and treats, and toys we've accumulated over the years. I'm glad they'll be put to good use.
This is a very hard post to make, and I've been putting it off since last week, but we had to have our dear sweet dog put to sleep last Wednesday. What a horrible day it was. He woke up cheerfully and raring to go, as usual when he's well. He bounced around in the yard and bounced into the house. When he was especially chipper, he bounced sort of like a rabbit and wore a smile on his face. He ran to his food dish, but his feet gave out from under him. At first I thought he had just lost his balance for a second or slid on the hardwood floor, but that wasn't it. He couldn't stand on his own, and when he laid down, he wound himself up into a position we've never seen before. It was almost a C like dogs like to lay, but he looked very tense. It's really hard to describe. We stayed with him all day, and he got worse rather than better. We debated waiting him out a day, but with his age, 17 1/2, and his off and on breathing issues, and the fact that these episodes were coming closer together, with this one being the worse, we tearfully decided we had to let him go. My older son couldn't be with us because it was mid week, and he was on a business trip (he lives about two hours away), but my husband, younger son (19) and I all were with him in the end. We'll get his ashes this week, and we're going to spread them in the mountains where we have our cabin. He loved it there. He was such an inside dog. Even when he was a puppy, the people who sold him to us warned us that he was the only puppy in the litter who never wanted to stay outside, but when we were at the cabin, he'd have a blast running around sniffing all the strange scents. Thankfully, we took him there the weekend before he fell ill. Our vet's best guess is that he had a brain tumor that was growing and causing these ongoing issues. He was in every way one of our family, and we'll always miss him.
Thanks, BigG!! I can't tell you how relieved we are that he's doing so much better now. Let me know how Pud does with the mask. I have a treat driven dog too, so when he doesn't respond to one, we know he's in really bad shape.
I wanted to give a little update on our dog. My husband swears he's a cat and has nine lives.
I talked to our vet about portable oxygen, and he said it would only cause more anxiety for him. For one thing, when he has one of those breathing episodes he wants to pace, and the equipment would be too heavy for him. For the seizures, he gave me Valium suppositories, and after telling our dog what we'd have to do if he had another, he's been seizure free. Seriously though, having two so close together scared us to death, but it seems they were an anomaly, as he's been completely fine since. Our vet doesn't want to put him on seizure medicine because he's on liver meds and the other medication can cause liver problems. His breathing is 100% back to normal too, and his appetite is going through the roof.
justamom, that's the perfect way to describe where we're at right now...the gray area. After having his seizure like episode yesterday, he's been 100% back to normal today. Eating voraciously, acting chipper, etc. I can understand how the stress of what you were going through might have led to feeling like you had a stomach bug. We all love him, but I've been a stay at home mom all the years my boys were growing up, and now we're empty nesters, so he's been my constant companion since he was a puppy. I really can't imagine not having him. I have sort of thought or hoped he'd give us a sign to let us know he was ready to go. It's comforting to know your little sweetie gave that to you.
Artemis - I certainly feel for you. 17 1/2 is a good long life. For some reason, I always visioned that she would either curl up on her bed and not wake up or that it would be more clear cut, in that she would not be able to get up. I never thought about the gray area and really struggled.
I stayed home with her the last day. I actually had a stomach bug (might have been stress). Being with her all that day I could see how she really was not comfortable. Sure she would perk up when we came home, but that was temporary and short lived. I think she had been running a fever because she had taken to sleeping on my tile floor much of the time. She would not stay on her bed or even the sofa with me. Her breathing was very noisy because all the lymph nodes in her neck were swollen and getting worse. That morning I sat on my sofa and just cried. She heard me and got up off the floor and jumped up near me and just looked at me - almost to tell me she was sorry she could not be with me anymore. I made the decision that Friday night in part because I didn't want to end up in an emergency over the weekend where she was just suffocating.
With your dog - I don't know. I would struggle as you are and probably wait as you are. I think you will just know. If you are in tune with your dog you will get a sign.
We're trying to decide what's best to do for our sweet dog who is 17 1/2. The problem is when he's well, which is 90% of the time, he's really well, and you would never guess his age. He's very agile and alert for a dog his age. We help him down our steps, but he can bound right back up them. He's been on liver and thyroid meds for the last few years, and a daily pain pill. He has experienced two rather scary problems though. His trachea contracts which causes him to not be able to breath properly, which causes panic, which causes the breathing to deteriorate even more. These episodes of heavy panting and pacing can go on from ten mins to an hour. However, they seem to come in a cycle of happening for a few days, then it disappears for several weeks. He has had three strokes/seizures/or canine vestibular syndrome which mimics stroke or seizure. He just had one this morning. But after sleeping, he fully recovers. To 100% pinpoint the cause, we'd have to have several tests, and that would unnecessarily stress him because at his age, he's past the point of treatment. We've had xrays and blood work to rule out anything that might be easily treatable by medication. His heart is strong, though slightly enlarged, his lungs are amazingly clear for his age, his thyroid meds are keeping that problem under control, and his liver levels are only slightly elevated.
My husband and I (and our vet) have discussed having him put to sleep, but, unless we ran him in when he's in the middle of an attack, we'd be taking in a happy, healthy dog, and having him put down. My hope has been he'd pass in his sleep, but I honestly don't see that happening anytime soon because other than those horrible episodes, his overall health is good. On the other hand, I feel very guilty, helpless, and selfish when I see him having a breathing attack, and especially the seizure-like episodes, although, thankfully, those are extremely rare.
I know nobody can tell us what we should do. I don't want to let him suffer do to our inability to let him go, but on the other hand, it's hard to think about having him put to sleep when we see him hop through the yard like a young dog. But then again, we don't want to wait until his quality of life is gone before making that hard decision.
I had such a hard time reading your posts justamom, because I feel so much like we're walking in your shoes just now.
-- Edited by Artemis on Thursday 7th of April 2011 08:48:34 AM
Maybe could you get a bit of an older dog? At least not a puppy....potty trained would be good. Then you wouldn't have to go through all that training stuff. We gave up on the whole training issue and just put a doggie door and a fence so they could go out whenever. Little piles of poop in the living room were rather unpleasant!
I hope you have a good set of friends to get you through this. Losing your constant, loyal companion would be so hard. Any chance you live in the PNW?
You are all so sweet. It's been a rough three weeks. Everytime I think of her I *cry*. This has been a very emotional experience for me - each time I come home or leave again, it's unsettling. I really thought I would have a few more years with her. Sometimes in the evening, I get the thought that I should go take her for a walk. I have been through a lot over the past several years - divorce, youngest kids left home, my mother died. I am kind of ashamed to admit that this has hit me harder than any of those events. i have been in a *funk* - not depressed but really really sad. I haven't looked at this forum or cc for the better part of a month - time to get my groove back.
I want to get a puppy, but not yet. I still miss my Katie. She and I had a good connection and puppies are a lot of work. I work all day and I can't see getting a puppy right now. Plus, I need to recover from the $1200 in vet bills. She is home now for good and sitting on a shelf. My next project is to get a nice little box or urn.
PS - as much as I compained about the vet in my first post - I take it all back. He and his partner were truly wonderful through all of this. **HUGS** to all of you for your kind understanding.
My sweet girl went to Dog Heaven yesterday. It was time, she was a very sick pup. Her glands in her neck were so swollen she was having a hard time swallowing, she also was developing some very noisy breathing from congestion. I could see her downhill slide through the week. The dr and I spoke at length yesterday morning and he said her glands would continue to swell and she would suffocate. I stayed home with her yesterday and as the day went on the answers became clear. I needed to let her go. Thank you all so much for your support and love.
I am very sorry too. I hope the vet is wrong, because they certainly are sometimes. I hope she stays as happy and well as is possible, for as long as she can.
There is nothing worse that watching a loved one be in pain or know that there isn't much you can do to help them. As Donna said, it's good that she is surrounded by those that care.
I'm so, so sorry. What sad news. But she's surrounded by people who love her, and it doesn't sound like she's in terrible pain, and that has to count for something.
I have really been out of it for a while and haven't been on here. Sorry. I hate bad news.
We got a diagnosis - she has Lymphoma. I am just so sad.
I can't remember when I posted last but last Monday (Feb 28) I took her back to the vet. She was really dehydrated and losing more weight and very sleepy. To add to the drama I was scheduled to go on a ski trip (planned for months) Tues night - Sat eve. My oldest daughter lives with me and was at the vet with me. We talked and cried and the dr was so kind. We decided to send her home with fliuds that we (my daughter) would give her subcutaneously. Katie perked up pretty well for a few days. I went skiing - left specific instructions that she was not to suffer. Katie did well for a couple of days and then on Friday - not so good. My daughter took her back and all her lymph glands are now swollen. A quick look from a simple biopsy and it looks like cancer. The Vet gave her a shot of prednisone and sent her home with some prednisone. Friday eve and Sat - she was a "new" dog! Eating and drinking and loving again. This morning she would not take her prednisone. I think she is just tired. *cry*
-- Edited by justamomof4 on Sunday 6th of March 2011 09:05:28 AM
I picked her up on Tuesday and paid the ($838.00) bill. She was happy to be home. She came home with a liver medication - Denosyl and two antibiotics. Yesterday am I gave her the Denosyl (on an empty stomach) and she threw up. I fed her and she would not eat. I went home at lunch and she had vomited again. I was despondent. Cried all day at work. ugh. I went home last night and she had not thrown up - I fed her a little food and she ate and kept it down. I fed her small amounts all evening and she did well with it. She ate this am and again when I went home for lunch. I *think* we have turned a corner.
The leptospirosis test came back negative. So, either she has a hepatitis or a mass on her liver. I have decided no more tests - we are treating her symptoms. Since there is no way I am putting her through a biopsy or other surgery - there is no point in an ultrasound. As long as she is doing ok and not uncomfortable I am good with that. She is weak but not in pain. This is a wait and see.
The vets have been great. I have been calling and they are very accessible and really supportive.
Sometimes one just has to depend on the judgement of professionals.
Glad the pooch is feeling better.
What could be the vector for the disease? Does the vet have any thoughts?
Wolves will eat mice and our dogs eat squirrels and chipmunks (watch out Alvin!) so I suspose even a very civilized dog might enjoy the occasional rodent de jour...
I am *cautionsly* optimistic. I believe she has Leptospirosis, though I can't figure out how it would have transmitted to her. She is a suburban dog, never off the leash when out of the yard, no wildlife near by. Perhaps from the cat though.
She was fading very quickly on Sat when I brought her in. They IV'd her and pumped her full of antibiotics and she responded overnight! I called yesterday am and they said she was alert, eating and keeping food down. I was in shock! I called this am and they told me the vet had just arrived and had not examined her yet but she was barking in her cage!!
All this makes sense, as she responded to the first dose of doxycycline; but it probably just was not enough. When we took her off it for the vomiting her condition deterioated quite rapidly. I think the test for Lepto won't come back for another day or two to confirm. I have some questions about her liver/kidney function - hopefully there was not permanent damage.
Also a coworker was told recently by her vet that Lepto is endemic in this area now - just in the past year or so.
Cartera - no he didn't so the blood panel. When the lyme test popped a 1; he was convinced that was it. In hindsight, I should have insisted on it. I *KNEW* she did not have Lyme disease!! But I never would have guess Leptospirosis!
Thank to everyone who put up with my venting etc.....*hugs*.
Sending good wishes your way. Doxycycline can cause or exascerbate liver problems. Since your dog is older, did the vet do blood work before giving it?
I'm sorry, too, justamom. ... I lost my beloved Daisy to kidney failure this past September. She's still heavy on my mind and heart; there are still moments when I'm convinced I hear her toenails clacking across the floor in the next room. ... I hope your sweetie pulls through!
-- Edited by Hindoo on Saturday 19th of February 2011 01:09:44 PM
I am so sorry for you and your little dog. I hope so much that they figure out what is wrong with her quickly, and that she's feeling better before the weekend is over. I feel terribly sad about your baby, you love her so much, you did everything you possibly could.
It's bad. She her liver is failing. She either has hepatitis or is in complete liver failure. She just kept getting worse and worse. I took her back last night, she could not keep any food down . She did a blood panel and gave her sub-cutaneous fluids. She just looked awful last night, so sad. I was afraid when I woke up this morning she would be dead.
So, the vet called and said her liver numbers were through the roof. Worst she has ever seen. I took her and they hospitalized her to pump her full of IV fluids and antibiotics and tested her for leptospirosis. She took an x-ray and did not see any big mass or tumor. She will call me Monday with some answers. I am trying to get ambition up to go to the gym. ugh. I just want to lay on the couch all day.
Her weight went from 33.9 to 31.5 in 6 days. The Dr seems to think the doxycycline ripped up her gut, so she is done with that. He told me to get Pepcid AC and give her 1/2 a pill each day. I am keeping her on small amounts of rice and ground beef and am going to watch her until Friday. She is drinking and peeing well. If she is still throwing up on Friday, I call and we go back for blood work. If she gets better he is going to put her on amoxicillin for a month.
She is actually pretty good - not rambuncious but not totally lethargic either. I am keeping my fingers crossed and thinking positively!!