Moobli
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Thinking of you x
Please don’t apologise - I am appreciate if the help. It hasn’t been mentioned but is certainly something I will put forward. At this stage any ideas or possibilities are welcome for me to try explore!!I've been hesitant to comment because I don't want to come across as an Internet know-it-all (please forgive me if I do, it's not my intention at all!), but has tick-born disease been considered? Last weekend I was in the same situation as you with my 11 year old GSD, your dog's symptoms were presenting themselves almost 100% in my Willow, I was distraught because she is my favorite dog ever and I had really hoped to have another year or two with her. Her blood work came back negative for everything but the vet made the decision to treat her as if the test had been positive for a tick-born illness and the result was dramatic, within 48 hours of starting the antibiotic she was almost entirely back to normal.
Once again, please forgive me if you are offended by my post. I really hope you get a diagnosis for your dog soon.
This is exactly it. I don’t think it is any of the lesser options that the vet is trying to rule out day by day, but equally in a dog that isn’t a young dog but certainly isn’t an ‘old ones’ it’s difficult to not try snd say enough is enough before exploring all possibilities when, in the main, his quality of life is still quite good. Obviously this is subject to how things go with this faddy eating that has now developed so again, we shall see. Very very difficult.I am sorry your update isn't a more positive one Luke There's nothing more upsetting than just not knowing what you are dealing with, but your gut telling you it is something serious.
Thank you. You of course will be able to remember my long wait for him to come home - the diamond in the rough, after my many months of trying to find an old fashioned rough. Where should one turn up but along with four other roughs in a litter of smooths! First known as breeze and then cooper for his Alice cooper clockwork orange make up markings around his eyes! And what a dog he turned out to be, in every way. He was worth the wait - scared of absolutely everything from bumblebees to kittens (all of which he perceived as some sort of threat that might kill him, especially chickens - and in particular bantams, they got the most cautious side eyeing a I have ever see ), yet somehow the most mellow and easy going dog that just took life in his stride. I always remember his first ever walk, he’d never been on a lead before and I was intrigued as to how he’d be - he walked by my side calm as they come and didn’t even bat an eyelid at twelve weeks old, as if he’d done it his whole life. That was the way he continued to live his life. There really won’t be another like him I don’t think.I’m heartbroken for you Luke ?. Cooper was indeed a special boy in so many ways. It’s a hard loss to come to terms with but take heart from the fact he had a wonderful life and a family who loved him enough to know when to let him go peacefully. It’s the hardest decision of them all but you kept to your end of the bargain and he’d thank you for that.
Take care of yourself, and we are here if you need to talk x
Thank you. You of course will be able to remember my long wait for him to come home - the diamond in the rough, after my many months of trying to find an old fashioned rough. Where should one turn up but along with four other roughs in a litter of smooths! First known as breeze and then cooper for his Alice cooper clockwork orange make up markings around his eyes! And what a dog he turned out to be, in every way. He was worth the wait - scared of absolutely everything from bumblebees to kittens (all of which he perceived as some sort of threat that might kill him, especially chickens - and in particular bantams, they got the most cautious side eyeing a I have ever see ), yet somehow the most mellow and easy going dog that just took life in his stride. I always remember his first ever walk, he’d never been on a lead before and I was intrigued as to how he’d be - he walked by my side calm as they come and didn’t even bat an eyelid at twelve weeks old, as if he’d done it his whole life. That was the way he continued to live his life. There really won’t be another like him I don’t think.
It saddens me the last week was so rubbish, no eating, the toileting issues, the mobility issues snd then everything just going south / but we had a lovely last day. No medication to be forced upon him, just all sort of meandering around the house and through life together as we always did.
Dear old Hunter made a howling noise that I’ve never heard a dog make when I allowed him to sniff his collar and lead afterwards. They had handbags at dawn fights nearly every day, bickering mostly - like an old married couple, but they came as a double act and I do worry how he will be without him. Corgi Sherman tank hasn’t quite figured out what’s going on, but hasn’t moved off his bed since dinner time last night and is quite happy to make it known she won’t be doing so until she is ready.
I didn’t sleep much last night but felt I was perhaps doing a bit better than yesterday, until I went downstairs this morning and then sprang a leak. I am always very sensible and pragmatic when it comes to losing pets, and with something like cancer it’s an opponent you really can’t win against and I accept that - but it’s really tough without him. And tougher to think that this last week of trying literally everything and anything still ended up here.
I spoke with his breeder yesterday, who we kept in touch with - and they were devastated too. He was the one they picked to keep at birth, but then he fluffed up. They still stuck by that barring fly away ears, and wearing rough pyjamas - he was the best ‘smooth collie’ they bred. Equally I think they were surprised at how resolute I was that another collie couldn’t stand in his shadow, and would just pale into insignificance so I won’t have anymore. He really was just a one off. In many senses.