My yellow dog is now at 12.5 years old. She's slowed quite a bit, and I've not hunted her for two years now.
Her days are now a mixture of good and bad days. Sometimes she's not ravenous for food; indeed she may not even finish a meal and will pick at it gingerly. She'll be lethargic or sullen. She'll also sometimes develop incredibly loud belly noises - noises that can be heard from well across the room - and foul flatulence.
Then, by miracle, the next day she's back to her old self.
So now the age-old question that every owner of an old pet needs to ask: when is the right time to seek medical treatment? In invoking Dr. Google, the Yellow Dog's maladies could be quite serious and could require surgery. But for a dog her age, is that fair? Just like humans, old age will ultimately ensure that something conspires to take you out. We don't last forever.
But could the short-term quality of life be improved? That's a question I'm wrestling with.
This morning I woke to the loudest belly noise she's ever had. She did take some water, and slowly ate most, but not all, of her breakfast. A quick morning walk elicited the necessary "deposit" which appeared normal.
She was like this a couple of weeks ago and bounced back well. Hence, we'll sit tight and keep a close eye on her. We'll also keep you all posted.
Wednesday, October 25, 2017
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