Yesterday was quite traumatic around the Smith household. My wife yelled for me to come and she was holding our Yorkie and it was obvious that both of them were in distress. Judy was just sure that Sweetie Pie was dying and she was barking out order for me to do this and that and we needed to get to the vet immediately.
Now our rescue puppy is probably at least 15 years old which we can’t really verify since she just showed up in our yard over 12 years ago. I was in no hurry to put another dog down and felt like if it was her time I’d like to let her pass at home with us. The dog was somewhat listless and her tongue was hanging loosely out of the side of her mouth, her eyes seemed distant, and at one point she stiffened out and threw her head back against my wife’s neck which threw Judy into another panic. Still convinced our baby was dying she wants to get to vet as quick as possible so SweetiePie wouldn’t suffer. So we loaded up and headed off to the vet with the thought in my mind that we would be returning home without our constant companion.
We had a good wait at the vets office and during that time SP started to perk up by lifting her head and looking around some. She licked her nose and pulled her tongue back in for the first time since her episode began. Just before all this started she was having trouble with her balance and walking so Judy had not put her down since it all began. Once the Doc came in we we explained the situation he seemed to know what was going on and did a minimal exam, and said she had experienced a seizure and was not extremely uncommon. It is a neurological problem and we can expect some recurrences but did give us some medicine that should lessen the severity and frequency of future attacks.
Today she is acting perfectly normal for a senior dog. The glaring difference so far has been, she doesn’t fuss (bark) at me every time I get up or move. This is something she has done religiously since she has been with us. Apparently someone, I assume a man, didn’t treat her very well and she hasn’t forgot it. I’m thinking I may miss the constant reminder that I’m being watched and judged.
The culprit in question
