Bobby update

Prayers and good thoughts for Bobby, he is in excellent hands having you with him.

Our Very Best Wishes for Bobby. May you have many more days, weeks, months together to enjoy each other.
 
Bobby's vet is being very supportive, she just called and will research other meds that might keep Bobby more comfortable than the Tramadol. I thought that was very nice.
 
Your vet is being great. After all, isn't that our goal, to keep the sick ones as comfortable as they can be? The thought of them suffering is what breaks my heart. Bobby is so lucky to be your dog. Give him a hug from me.
 
My thoughts are with you and Bobby as you go through this together. He's a lucky boy to have you to care for him the way you do.
 
Thanks everybody, it has finally come to the only conclusion that it could. I helped to release him from his pain. It was with great compassion that I held him in my arms as he peacefully slipped away.

He was not good on Wednesday, was better Thursday. I had a feeling though, I called the vet on Friday to check the hours the hospital was open over Easter weekend, and to ask that they notify the emergency hospital should I need them.

Late Friday night I was sitting and knitting on the couch and he came across the room to stand at my side and he was in the hunched position that told me he was painfully trying to pee. A few drops hit my hand that I placed under him, they were bloody. The look in his eyes told me all I needed to know. He had never done anything like that before, he always scratched the door to go out.

Saturday morning the weather was beautiful. We went to the park across the street and listened to the birds, watched the sun rise, and without too many words let our hearts open to each other.

Bobby was my first sheltie. I wasn't sure I wanted one, being hairy and barking alot, and no sheltie ever seemed at all interested in me... till I met Bobby. Skinny adolescent Bobby with the long pointy nose, houndy ears and the one ear that often stood straight up.

How I giggle about that now, that gawky adolescent turned into the most beautiful sheltie! He never took his eyes off of me and learned almost everythng as if by magic. He hung on my every word and instantly obeyed every command. My friends were impressed. Heck, I was impressed!

He was a wonderful dog. He came to me as my first dog, Sasha, was retiring from obedience and becoming arthritic. He really softened the blow of losing her, but not after teaching me that when you get another dog, your heart grows.

I'll spare you my life story, grin, except the part here Bobby made me and changed me. In his love for me, I loved myself a little more. I made decisions to make our lives better.

Going forward without him will be hard, but Justus is here to soften the blow and take me in different directions. Each dog comes into our lives and leaves us changed...

Bobby wants me to tell all of you to notice any changes in bladder and bowel habits. The first clues came early last fall, but I didn't give them enough thought... I thought he was constipated and that's why he was taking longer and more frequently would stop to poo. That evolved into more stops to pee, and pees lasting a little longer. It was January 28 that he had a urinary blockage and the diagnosis for TCC came. The usual survival period after diagnosis is 3-6 months. The usual treatment protocol is for Piroxicam, or Piroxicam combination.

I lost an otherwise healthy and beautiful dog to this insidious disease. But as the song says, "I'm glad you came" and I'm grateful to have his pawprints on my heart forever.

Go hug your dogs for me.... I love shelties. Every furry noisy one of them...
 
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