Saturday, September 20, 2014

Round Robin: Caring Critters - Auto-Immune Disorder



We are participating in the Round Robin Caring Critters hosted by Heart Like a Dog. Tomorrow, go to Travels with Barley to learn about Lyme Disease. 

I would like to share with you the saga of our first dog, a Loki and an auto-immune disorder.

It started in 2006 while I was working overseas for 3 months. I didn't know it had started as my husband didn't want to stress me out while I was away. Loki, who was about 5 at the time, had become very ill. He stopped eating. He had to be force fed (and by this I mean they had to shove food down his throat). Blood work determined that his body had attacked it's own red blood cells. We put him on a drug cocktail (sorry, just recently I got rid of all his medical records, but it included drugs to boost red blood cells and drugs to suppress the cells that were killing them).


Loki went into remission until 2009. In spring 2009 I could tell something wasn't right with him. My vet was on sabbatical, so I took him to one of his partner's. This vet brushed my concerns off and I let it go because my vet was back in a few weeks. A few weeks later I took Loki back to the vet and he took my concerns seriously. [Note: our vet happens to be a very close family friend]. Even if our vet wasn't a friend, I would have kept taking him back until I got answers. The lesson is, if you think something is wrong with your pet, trust your instincts and find a vet who will take you seriously. 

Loki around the time he was diagnosed in 2009

Our vet did a bunch of tests (blood work, ultrasound, liver biopsy) and it was determined Loki had immune mediated hepatitis causing cirrhosis of the liver (try saying that 5 times fast). The cause of this was unknown and it is rare. To find the treatment, our vet used online vet forums and talked to vets all over the world.  He determined that at best, Loki likely had one year of life left. His body was attacking itself and at best we could slow it down and keep him comfortable. To do this, we used a drug cocktail that was adjusted at least once per month (more often toward the end). After about 3 years, I got rid of the records, but it was as many as 15 pills a day. It was very complicated and we had a chart (as some pills were to be taken every 2 days), a pill cutter and a pill container. I know there was steroids and immune suppressors. The best side effect of the cocktail was Loki's fur became puppy soft. It was great to snuggle such a soft boy, and he was very snuggly. 

During all this blood work, tests etc. etc. Loki remained a positive happy boy. Going to the vet was still one of his favourite things to do. He was often so excited he would pee on the floor (a habit he had all his life!). I think he only grumbled once during blood work and the tech was shocked as he was normally so happy! 
About 5 months before he died, running at a favourite park. He doesn't look like a dying dog at this point.

After several weeks on the drugs, Loki improved and he lived quite comfortably for the next 9 months. We did everything we could in that time to give him the best quality of life with the time we had left with him. At the 9 month mark, we started to see the decline. Our monthly trips for blood work became bi-weekly.  Loki underwent another ultrasound which showed the disease had progressed. I had opted to not to put him through another biopsy, because it wouldn't give us any useful information, we all knew he was dying. 

During the last 11 months of his life we had such contact with the vet, Loki's HUGE file was never filed. It was either on the vet's desk or in a special place they keep files for animals who are receiving a lot of care. Everyone in the clinic knew us. If our vet was not in and we called, other vets were hesitant to answer our questions/make suggestions, because this was rare and complicated. Either we or they would call our vet at home.


When we could see the end coming, we gave him his fav food.
 We wanted him to have it while he could still eat.
Around the 11 month mark,  we could tell the end was coming and one day Loki had the best day he had in weeks, followed by the worst night. About 5 am he gave me the look, and we knew it was time. We called our vet and set up for a time that evening to have him euthanized. We had made a promise to him that as long as he was not suffering, we would do everything in our power to keep him alive. However, when the time came, we would make the very difficult choice to say goodbye. We didn't want him to suffer one day more than he had to. It was a very emotional experience for us and the staff at the clinic. We were blessed to have such amazing, loving care for him. 

If I could go back, there is nothing I would do differently about his treatment. I know our vet went above and beyond to try and find the best treatment in the world for him. His suffering was minimized. We have learned since, that his case is still used at the clinic as a teaching case. I hope his case can help others. 

I also understand that not everyone would be able to make the same choices we did. It was very, very, very expensive to give Loki those last 11 months. A rough calculation at the time showed we spent about $10 000.  His drugs cost at least $500 a month. We are blessed that we could give him this time. 

I also learned the stress taking care of a dying pet can be. In the moment I didn't realize the emotional toll it was taking on me. It was only after his death that I realized the stress we had all been living with. I should have known the stress it was causing because our other dog at the time, Gemini, actually developed a stress disorder. She developed obsessive drinking (she drank over 8 cups of water a day, which was too much for a 15 lb Lhasa Apso mix) and peeing (she started peeing everywhere) and her fur started to fall out. She also underwent a lot of tests and in the end it was stress. While this wasn't great, it was much better than the alternatives our vet was testing for (Cushing's syndrome for one). One of the lessons we learned is that everyone in the house is very effected by the illness of another member and everyone needs some extra TLC. 

Thank you for reading our long journey. Even with the stress and the cost, I would do it all again to get those 8 years with our Loki. 


Gemini (left) and Loki - best friends







Friday, September 19, 2014

Habits - Nin Alarm


For nearly 19 years we have had a "Nin Alarm". At the time Nin decides we should be up (this varies depending on the season, his mood) he sits and sings and sings. "Mmmrrroow, Mmmmrrrrow, Mmmmrrrow." He can sing for hours. I believe on Sunday morning he sang on and off for over 2 hours. Then the next night at 1:11 am he sang for awhile. 

He sings other times too, but the most annoying  if you are trying to sleep. He also seems to have figured out that if he sits at the top of the stairs he gets the best acoustics in our home and it echoes. It is so loud, you can hear him outside a few feet from the house if the doors and windows are closed.

While it is a very annoying habit, and has been annoying for nearly 19 years, I am trying to appreciate it because I know soon, the "Mmmmrrrooow" will be gone from our house and the silence will be more deafening then any Nin singing ever was. 

I tried to video this so you all could hear it, but every time I got my phone out, he stopped.

Perhaps he is just trying to talk like a Pirate!


Maybe he is saying "shiver me timbers, me bowl is not full"  or "fill my bowl or I will make you walk the plank."

Happy Talk Like a Pirate Day!




Thursday, September 18, 2014

Project Hailey - She's in a good place

Summer, the season that is the most stressful for my girl, is ending and I am thrilled to report Hailey is in a good place.

Looking back over the summer she didn't destroy anything (other than her toys and those don't count). She was clearly nervous many nights with fireworks, wind and storms, but she dealt with these well. She would take a baby and go to one of her hiding places. 

She has been listening well and we have been able to increase her off leash training. She is loving to get to run free in our yard. We are very careful to only do this at times we believe she will be successful (so not when the wild animals are likely to be visiting).

I have not spent the time working on commands perhaps I should have, however, she has gotten a lot more fresh air and exercise in this good weather. Soon it will be miserable out and we will be spending more time inside, the perfect time to perfect over and whatever else we decide to teach.

I am not sure all the reasons for this almost calmness in my girl, but am thrilled with it. She is growing up to be the dog we knew she could be!



I am perfect and beautiful

Tuesday, September 16, 2014

Habits - Deading the Toys

When Hailey was younger, she pretty much instantly deaded her babies.  I learned to sew a little to try and save them. As she has gotten older, she deads less. In fact, she likes to carry her babies around and sleep with them.

Phod has always been the remover of toy limbs and ears. Other than that, he lets them live.

However, every once and a while a good deading takes place in our house and the house ends up looking like this.

I can't get too mad at them for this, this is part of Lee's special gator.  She has had him since 2011. He was her favourite baby. He use to look like this,

Pardon Lady's finger in this old picture, we kept it cause it was funny

and now looks like this:


Soon it will be time for him to join heart baby, several monkey babies, and a whole bunch of other babies in toy baby heaven. 








Monday, September 15, 2014

Mischief, Mischief Everywhere!

So much mischief to tell you about.

First this is how Lady's toe is doing almost 2 weeks better. It is healing but still hurts if she walks or stands too long.



On Saturday the people got up and got going so they could get to Costco before it got busy. Then this happened:




Lady and Man had to wait for roadside assistance to come and change the tire (Man can do it he says if he had a proper jack). Then they drove to town to find a new tire. Turns out Man's sports car needs special tires. No one had them, he had to order them. Since they were in town they went to Costco anyway, arriving around 11:30 which is crazy lunch time at Costco and makes Costco H-E-double hockey sticks. This made Lady grumpy. It also meant that the people were out of the house longer than they wanted and we were alone. They were only home for a short time when they had to go out cause they were babysitting our cousin Maggie. Maggie was very good and didn't cause mischief.

Maggie is learning to suck her thumb - she is 3 months old

On Sunday, Man caused mischief by taking Lee out without Phod. He wanted to do some off leash training with her. Phod did get to join after 10 minutes, but he was sad to have been left with the Lady.

Looking longingly at the door


Other mischief - Blogger has been acting weird  this weekend (or maybe it is the iPad Lady just got from our Grammie). It isn't always letting us comment and sometimes it just throws us out of a site.

Lady also realized she didn't take one picture of us last week, not one! She tried to say it is in part because her computer is apparently almost full and she needs to figure out how to safely save the 18 000 pictures (at least half that are her animals) before she loads the computer with more. We say excuses! Expect some recycled pictures this week until Lady figures out how to fix her problem.

Another weekend of mischief for us!