RIP Roger my buddy, my shadow
Posted: Fri Nov 16, 2018 4:40 am
Our little dog Roger is not doing well and we really don't know why. He's had off and on lameness now for several months and my holistic vet has been working on him. Last Saturday he was sore/lame again that evening and Sunday he started with shoulder spasms in his left shoulder. Very painful. My holistic vet helped me via text and I gave him appropriate dose of previcox. Monday and Tuesday he was fine. Wednesday he showed up sore and doing his collapsing trachea problem. Not wanting to eat, threw up that evening. I had given him previcox earlier and not much help. Vet came out Wednesday afternoon, could not find him showing pain at all (I was concerned it was coming from his neck). Neuro exam was pretty normal except for right hind was just a touch slow. She put him on muscle relaxer and drew blood, waiting on the results. He is still not right, acting painful, having to hand feed him chicken and rice, elevated respiration, occasional trachea issue (that is hard to watch and makes me feel so bad for him, never had one do this before) normal temp.
I can't put my finger on exactly what is wrong with him, but he is definitely not right.
Here's the little guy: https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid ... =3&theater
Unfortunately I had to say goodbye to Roger yesterday. My vet ended up sending us to UGA on an emergency because she was not sure what all was going on with him. We got there and they immediately had to drain fluid from around his heart. A consult/ultrasound by the cardiologist revealed a large mass/tumor in his heart that was causing the fluid build up. He was not even stable enough to make the trip home for our vet here to euthanize him. I brought him home and he is buried by his longtime buddy Tucker. Our big dog we lost in March to spinal stenosis at 13.
Roger will be very much missed, he's been with us since he was 9 weeks old and I found him on the side of the road in a pecan orchard just over 11 years ago. I had every intention of rehoming him and had found a rescue to take him when my DH stepped in saying to keep him for our son Benjamin as a birthday gift that year. So Benjamin named him Roger, yet Roger had other ideas. He was always always my dog. I never went anywhere on the farm without him as my shadow. He was always ready for a ride wether in the truck or the Kubota. At first he was very timid about greeting new people but as the years went on he got more confident (and quit submission peeing when they said hello!). Roger was the first to greet any new foster I had, from the litters of puppies to the wildest of young dogs I knew Roger would greet them without any issues. He was a mighty squirrel hunter and has more than once grabbed them on the go. He hated any large birds overhead from the owls to the hawks and the turkey vultures, he always had to bark at them. He was typical little dog syndrome, always needing to manage the other dogs to try to keep them in line. Tucker and my other male dog Hank would tolerate his management, but my female dog Gracie more than once put him in his place when he tried that with her. Our newest addition, the pittie girl Zoey just thought he was hilarious and never took him very serious. He would try to correct her and she would stop just long enough for him to stop and then leap all over him laughing wildly which he did not quite know how to take.
I will miss you little buddy, you were the best farm dog and family member I could ask for. I know you are up there telling Tucker what for, I am sure he missed your bossiness.
I can't put my finger on exactly what is wrong with him, but he is definitely not right.
Here's the little guy: https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid ... =3&theater
Unfortunately I had to say goodbye to Roger yesterday. My vet ended up sending us to UGA on an emergency because she was not sure what all was going on with him. We got there and they immediately had to drain fluid from around his heart. A consult/ultrasound by the cardiologist revealed a large mass/tumor in his heart that was causing the fluid build up. He was not even stable enough to make the trip home for our vet here to euthanize him. I brought him home and he is buried by his longtime buddy Tucker. Our big dog we lost in March to spinal stenosis at 13.
Roger will be very much missed, he's been with us since he was 9 weeks old and I found him on the side of the road in a pecan orchard just over 11 years ago. I had every intention of rehoming him and had found a rescue to take him when my DH stepped in saying to keep him for our son Benjamin as a birthday gift that year. So Benjamin named him Roger, yet Roger had other ideas. He was always always my dog. I never went anywhere on the farm without him as my shadow. He was always ready for a ride wether in the truck or the Kubota. At first he was very timid about greeting new people but as the years went on he got more confident (and quit submission peeing when they said hello!). Roger was the first to greet any new foster I had, from the litters of puppies to the wildest of young dogs I knew Roger would greet them without any issues. He was a mighty squirrel hunter and has more than once grabbed them on the go. He hated any large birds overhead from the owls to the hawks and the turkey vultures, he always had to bark at them. He was typical little dog syndrome, always needing to manage the other dogs to try to keep them in line. Tucker and my other male dog Hank would tolerate his management, but my female dog Gracie more than once put him in his place when he tried that with her. Our newest addition, the pittie girl Zoey just thought he was hilarious and never took him very serious. He would try to correct her and she would stop just long enough for him to stop and then leap all over him laughing wildly which he did not quite know how to take.
I will miss you little buddy, you were the best farm dog and family member I could ask for. I know you are up there telling Tucker what for, I am sure he missed your bossiness.
