Well, we have more blood results for our little Chihuahua. She does not appear to have a kidney issue, it looks like she is polycythemic (not sure if I have the spelling correct here). She makes too many red blood cells, so her blood sucks all the extra water out of her system into the blood, leaving her dehydrated. As we have been giving her fluids under her skin, she has perked up. It’s all in the balancing act, I guess!
So we have some new hope for our future with little Tess, and we just have to be a little more careful about her fluid intake and watch how she feels, as well as feeding her a more balanced diet. Being a lot more observant is the key. Totally worth it!
I couldn’t wait for the weekend, and it’s been great so far. We went out to breakfast this morning at a local Round Pond eaterie, John went up to Jay, Maine, to register the pigeons for tomorrow’s race, and I had some down-time at home to do some cheesemaking chores and a little paperwork. Tonight our grandson is here and we have been watching Thomas the Tank Engine videos and setting up Brio train tracks. The day was grey and cool until this afternoon when the sun finally joined us.
Columbus Day weekend is usually the peak of the autumn color in the midcoast Maine region, and it’s right on schedule. The Damariscotta Pumpkin Fest is this weekend, so there are lots of wonderfully carved giant pumpkins in town. I have not gotten any photos yet, but maybe tomorrow. I love a good three-day weekend!
Tesser is holding her own so far and seems to have perked up with the extra hydration. Monday I will take her back to the vet to have some more blood work done, and we will get some firmer answers, we hope, on her condition.
SnowPea continues to give us a goodly amount of milk, just once a day. And she seems pretty happy about it too!
This past week has been a cluster of running from one thing to the next and feeling as though nothing is being accomplished. Unfortunately, much of the running has centered around Tesser, our twelve and a half year old chihuahua.
Chihuahuas are notoriously finicky, and dogs as small as ours can be fragile and have issues. And she is all of four pounds on a good day! But Tesser has not been eating well, and appears to be in a little pain some days. I would expect that she would have some arthritis at her age, but it’s so difficult to tell about things like that. Most of the time she is still a happy doggie when we are around, and we cuddle and have playtime.
On Monday we spent quite a few hours at the vet’s office getting blood work done, and having her pumped up with some fluids under the skin. Prescription food was provided and we went home trying to be hopeful about indications that her kidneys may not be functioning well. She has perked up a bit, and eaten more than she has in awhile, but yesterday afternoon we spent another few hours in the vet’s office so they could run her blood panel again. Not much has changed, even though she is well-hydrated and eating.
So we came home with more prescription food and a bag of Ringer’s Lactate with which to pump her up every night for a week. One more blood panel next week will either confirm that her kidneys are not working correctly, or show that she is just slowing down with old age. So I am crossing my fingers for a little more time with her, and hope that we can find foods that she will eat and that agree with her.
It looks as if another dreaded life transition has landed on our doorstep. You know they are going to arrive, but just hope they will stay away longer. She has added so much to our lives that I can’t regret any of the years with her. One more cycle in a very sweet life.
That’s the game we play frequently. Tesser is the master of disguising herself, making it sometimes difficult to locate her. When we have conveniently-placed sheets full of fiber on the warm floor, no matter where we place them, she finds them and makes a little indentation on top of one and snuggles in. You can walk past her a hundred times, but if she wants to do her own thing, she is well hidden!
Last Thursday we had a snowday from school, which was lucky as I woke up feeling miserable with a cold. So Tesser and I did a little bit of snuggling together. Whenever I took out the green fleece blanket and put it over my lap, she found me. It’s her favorite :*)
Maybe that’s what we have to do when we can’t find her!
I should have been working on this over the winter, but there just never seems to be time. So in the last few days while our grandson was home with us (a stomach bug), I worked on some cheese equipment organization, some new flavors of cream cheese, and ended up making a bigger mess than I began with. It’s always the way. Although the cream cheese is awfully tasty!
Sorting fleeces is always fun. I get started and I don’t want to be turned aside. I am trying to group the fleeces to go to the processor so that they will complement each other as roving or yarn. So I have my piles of white, piles of silver/grey, and piles of dark brown. Sigh! So many choices, so many decisions! Tesser doesn’t seem to mind the fuss and confusion. She just hangs out on the chair, watching all the fuss around her without batting an eye.
Never even got close to creating a blog post this past week. Budget crunch time in my school district, so there were budget and board meetings to attend. Very exhausting and very tough times. I am still hoping that I have a job next year, even if it isn’t full time. But on the brighter side, I really think we have shed our long johns for good! Well, at least until next fall. The day has been gorgeous and bright. Can’t get enough of it, but I see that the black flies have joined us so that battle begins afresh.
Our sweet Bear is still here, but she is winding down her time with us. She sat outside most of the day enjoying the air and the sun. She is still on her pain pills and she seems fine on that front, but is slowing down more each day. My biggest wish is that she will just close her eyes one of these nights and not wake up. Tesser knows things are not right and has changed her daily patterns as well. She doesn’t spend time with Bear on her blanket anymore. I guess they know.
Bear is doing a little better on her new meds and has perked up considerably since we had her to the vet last Saturday. She seems to be more alert and taking more pleasure in things, so hopefully she is as comfortable as we can make her. We took her to the vet this morning to have more bloodwork done, and we have ruled out anything like Lymes’ disease or heartworm (although I am diligent about the heartworm pills, so that one would have really shocked me). She remains on her heart medication and some pain medication and is more actively eating her kibble. For now, that’s about all we can ask!
We have known for awhile that our Lab, Bear, is getting old. She has really slowed down, and has lost a lot of strength in her hind quarters over the past year or so. When you are an 88 lb. dog and you are almost 13, losing weight and slowing down is just the way it goes in the normal progression of things. So we have been watching her and in the past week or two she very suddenly has just dropped many pounds. Barely gets up. Doesn’t eat much. We took her to the vet to see if we could get an idea of what’s going on and how to make the end of her life a quality one. We are pleased that she has had such a great, long life. We have been steeling ourselves for the worst, but for now, we have gotten the gift of a little more time with her.
Our vets are wonderful and we agreed that we would treat her for her symptoms to make her more comfortable. Pain meds, heart medication and some pred have already perked her up in the last 24 hours. It’s a treat to see! She has enriched our lives immeasurably, so I guess we can just be thankful to have shared the time with her. Any extra is a plus!
We have finally crossed another milestone: Bear is free of her cone of shame! It’s been a long summer with this poor girl. Our house wasn’t set up (is anyone’s?) to accomodate a 93 lb. dog with an enormous plastic cone (12″ high and 19″ diameter) on her head. Her leg operation back in July was necessary, but it was so long in mending that it seems like forever. Two months did feel like forever!
But here she is, yesterday, just after the removal of her cone, relaxing comfortably. Looking pretty good, Bear! Now she can have all the hugs she wants, without knocking our lights out :*)
Having 3 dogs is always an adventure. We, of course, dote on them like crazy. Tesser-the-4lb-Chihuahua, the boss of everyone; Josie the Jack Russell, the 12-lb. nudge; and last but not least, our gentle giant, Bear the Lab. They are quite a crew. After a summer off without a tight working schedule, I find it very funny that the three dogs really know what’s happening when things start to crank up and I begin to rush around again. The other morning I was frantically digging through a pile of clean laundry wondering what I had done with my favorite shirt, and I stopped to look at what was going on in the main-floor bath… Tesser and Josie were maneuvering for their daytime snug spots, which they only do when they know we are all going to be out of the house for a workday. Pretty amazing!
And Bear gets stuck with her usual spot: under the dining room table!
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