My parents' little dog is still at the vet...fingers crossed
My mom was on the phone with me today, saying how hard it is to resist his little eyes and his little antics as he begs for food. I politely but firmly read her the riot act over that. His pancreatitis is completely controlled by diet, so there's no reason for him to get ill ever again. (Or the last three times for that matter.) Also his "special diet" of baked chicken breasts seems to have worked (with his meds as well) to reduce his seizing. I shared Hudson's steak stealing saga with her. That was about two weeks or so ago, and he immediately had his allergies act up. His paws were itchy, and although they've finally settled now, the fur is streaked red from all the licking. We've been treating his ears (they got inflamed) and have had a few incidents of early morning vomiting (in bed with us no less). These are all symptoms we hadn't seen in nearly nine months, since putting him on kibble only. (We've since added some raw veggies and fruit without incident.) She was shocked that we'd adhere to such a strict regimen over itchy skin/ears. And she's moaning about how unfair it is that she can't cook for hers anymore. I guess I'm a glass half full kind of person. After sharing my life recently with two ailing seniors, I welcome any canine medical issue that is resolved/controlled to the point of being basically cured by a simple dietary change. I remember all the scary and horrible things we fought toward the ends of their lives. What I wouldn't have given for something I could basically make go away for them with the right bag of food. I tried really hard to get her to look at it that way, but she's going through so much right now I can see where it would be hard to remain positive. Anyway, the news for them is pretty good. Although it's taken much longer than the vet thought it would for little Malarki to recover, things are really looking up now (finally). |
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That's good news about little Malarki. for the future. |
It's frustrating, isn't it? We have an aunt that overfed her dog to the point of extreme obesity. The dog was so heavy that she could no longer go up or down stairs, and would cry put in pain when she would get up or lay down. It was heartbreaking, but nothing could convince the aunt that all of the table scraps she was handing out were in essence, animal cruelty.  I hope that your mom really gets it after this bout of pancreatitis. As you pointed out, it is entirely preventable, and extremely painful, not to mention, potentially fatal. I'm with you, Tracie. I would do ANYTHING to avoid Oscar's IBD flare-ups. ANYTHING! And as a matter of fact, I do everything I can to prevent them, though sometimes they are a result of something beyond my control. Like you with Hudson, we are very careful with Oscar's food, as it is such an easy way to control and prevent health problems. Oscar gets his canned food (venison), and the same brand of kibble serves as his treat. That's it. Period. Whenever it's time for a treat, Oscar gets his kibble, and is perfectly happy with that. (We tried raw veggies when he was a pup, but Oscar just cannot digest them properly.) Hopefully, your mom will come to terms with the fact that Malarki simply cannot have table scraps. She can still give him dog treats, right? Maybe you should buy Malarki some really yummy, low-fat dog treats, so your mom sees that treats can be a good substitute for table food. And when she wants to cave in, remind her of how much pain poor Malarki was in, as a result of people food. Glad to hear that Malarki is doing better, and I hope your mom can come to terms with the fact that NOT giving Malarki table scraps, is, in fact, LOVE. Laurie and Oscar |
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