sid is home. poor bugger lost 14 teeth, he feels like crap tonight. he does not even want to come out of the crate, he is not afraid, he just feels like shit. at 17 years old, it is a difficult recovery..however hopefully in a day or two he feels greatly improved without a bunch of rotten teeth in his mouth. hope floats the next couple of days go by quickly for him..he has 2 antibiotics and pain meds to help.
as badly as i feel for him, i try to keep it in perspective..simon lost 32 teeth, is just as old and recovered really well.
hopefully sid will too.
somethings i can't keep in perspective. sometimes i am as lost and afraid of impending loss as anyone else. june's blood work is back already and it is not good. last year when she almost died from a sudden gastric torsion, her pre-surgical blood work surprisingly revealed some early renal changes. over the past year her renal function has significantly deteriorated. as long as the kidneys are functioning at around 25% the kidneys manage to do their job and not much is seen on the bloodwork. once they slip below that 25% then they start having real problems. our vet sue said tonight that dogs do not do as well as cats in late renal disease and she was really sorry to tell me this. she said we can try some diet changes and phosphate binders but...
i know the but...she is going to leave anyway, it is just a matter of when.
i love my dogs as much as you love your dogs.just in the past dozen years since starting saints the losses of wilbur, bill, tally, copper, lexie, cleo, maudie, tyra, benny, daphne, and phoebe left as big a hole in me as losses leave in other people too. benny, daphne and june were supposed to be my younger dogs to help me thru tyra's loss. and they did. but then the years keep slipping by and one by one they too still die.
and one day soon it will be june.