
Recently Dorian (our impossibly old, old dog) started losing his hair and his skin started turning black. I didn’t think much of it at first because he is fricking OLD, I mean really, really old! I just thought that this might be one of those things that happens to old dogs. It wasn’t until he started to lose a bunch of hair on his back that I thought that it might be something else.
Now you have to understand that Dorian can’t really get into the car by himself anymore and I can’t lift him (even though he is thin as a rail he still weighs 75lbs) so getting him to the vet is a bit of a challenge. So last night we took him to an after-hours vet clinic (they are open from 6pm until 8am) and spent 4 hours there getting Dorian prodded, checked, shaved, and other various indignities performed on him. We came away from that with a potential diagnosis of Cushing’s Disease. Which is pretty good considering. Considering the fact that at 14 1/3 and somehow his body has decided to “get” a disease that produces extra cortisone that is exactly what he needs to fight his arthritis pain.
And this isn’t the first time that Dorian has pulled off some sort of weird healing thing. This summer he had multiple strokes, he couldn’t walk, he was rarely aware of things, we were ready to put him out of his misery and he RECOVERED. He waited until the last day … but he recovered. And he didn’t just recover, he was better than before! And this wasn’t the first time for him. Every time we think that “this is the end” he proves us wrong.
What a good dog!
Have a terrific day and I will see you tomorrow ... promise :)
Ella
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