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Big Adventures of a Miniaturized Dog

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April 25th 2012 8:50 pm
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I'm not exactly the healthiest of dogs. I've struggled with urinary problems my whole life, and mom has fought hard to keep me from developing bladder stones. I've been on prescription diets for a long time to try and battle this. Mom took me to work today, she works at a vet clinic. I had a urine work-up and they found high amounts of protein, which means my kidneys aren't working right. I'm going back tomorrow for bloodwork. Mom is sad, but I keep trying to tell her everything is ok.


the diagnosis

May 1st 2012 8:46 pm
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Well, we did bloodwork, and one of my kidney enzymes is elevated. My vet said that with proteinuria, renal disease is coming around the corner. The only thing we can do at this point is manage it with prescription diet. Mom has to start giving me canned food and adding water to it, to help dilute my urine. She is prepared to help me as much as she can, she knows kidney disease is fatal, but she loves me. I am 7.5 years old, and I will fight as long as I can. Right now, it is very early stages so I have a while to live and be happy. I will appreciate every day.



May 8th 2012 6:53 pm
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I went with my mom to the vet today and peed in a tray again. She rechecked my urine for protein again, and it is still he same amount of proteinuria present. Mom was happy though because I've been on canned food mixed with water, and my urine has really improved. I have normal concentration and no more crystals. I haven't had such a good urine reading in all the 4 years that I've been in this family. Mom is really happy, and I'm happy too.


Thank you

May 10th 2012 10:00 pm
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Thank you for choosing me as DDP today. I'm very happy that my journals can be shared with everyone. My mom is happy, too. Thank you so much!!!


Not feeling good

May 13th 2012 9:28 am
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It's Mother's Day today, and I really wanted it to be nice, but I'm just not feeling very good today. Mom said I was acting strange last night. I insisted on chewing an old toy that was de-stuffed. "Where did you find that thing?" she said with surprise. I never chew or play with toys, so I could understand her confusion. Not to mention her protest at the smell of it, although I kind of liked it. She wouldn't allow me to come to bed with it, so I finally conceded and came to bed emptyhanded. I woke her up from a dead sleep, though. I hate to admit it, but I threw up on her pajama sleeve. She didn't react harshly though, sleep deprivation can do that in humans. She was glad that nothing got on the bed. When we got up this morning for breakfast, my eyes were red and swollen again. "You are a hot mess," she said. Eyedrops and lots of kisses on Mother's Day morning! "You take good care of me," I thought as I licked her hand.


Good signs

June 11th 2012 9:08 am
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Last week, I got to go to work with Mom. For the first time she didn't make me pee in a tray! She always makes me do that. She keeps telling me that I'm looking better. I guess my hair is starting to grow again. The wooly undercoat grows, but the soft overcoat has not been growing for about a year. Kidney disease causes hairloss and bad coats. She has switched my diet and now my soft red hair is sprouting again. It makes my mom feel really happy to see me doing better.



June 29th 2012 11:17 am
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Mom is beginning to worry about me again. I started doing better, my red hair is even growing back and I'm soft again, not woolly like a sheep. She noticed last night that I was moving around alot, not sleeping well. She figured I was just hot, probably from all this new healthy hair growth. Yet, this morning, I'm still up and down. Choosing lap, then moving to the couch next to lap, then back to lap, then couch, then lap. On and on it goes. This is not like me. I like to stay in one place on her lap. She is worried about my inability to get comfortable. I hope I will be able to tell her why soon. I don't want her to worry. When she worries, I usually have to go to work with her and pee in a tray, or worse, get poked with needles until blood fills these wierd tubes. She has a few days off. Maybe she will not be worried by then. Maybe I can get comfortable again.



July 13th 2012 8:26 am
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Mom took me to work with her. I guess I caused it, I sort-of lifted my leg in the kitchen, right in front of her. It was a bad idea, I know, but I just have to wee alot and I couldn't help myself. This time, mom meant business. Not only did I have to pee in a tray again, but they took blood from me too. I don't mind the tray, I'm always happy to accomodate mom for a potty break. The blood draws are what I hate, I don't like the needles. But I love riding in the car and going to work with mom no matter what. I went 3 days in a row this week. Mom was real happy to see my bloodwork showed improvement. The only thing on the downside is that my urine is more dilute. This happens with kidney disease and its why I wee so much. My topcoat is really growing in nicely. I'm a redhead again. It's sad for mom to look at my page photos to see me with only my woolly undercoat. She is going to be taking my picture soon, but I don't hold still very long. I'm glad mom is happy that I'm doing better.


It's hot outside!

August 16th 2012 8:10 pm
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The temperatures have been really hot lately. Mom is so delighted with my new hair growth, but I had a difficult time with the heatwave. I, afterall, am a snowbreed. I may be miniaturized, but I still have the coat to survive a Nordic winter. I can't take the heat. At night, even with the fan going, I couldn't sleep. I moved endlessly all night, panting. Mom could not sleep, I kept her up all night. She was so proud of my healthy hair, but she was sadly forced to shave it. It was for my own good, so I wouldn't get heatstroke. I slept soundly that night, and so did Mom. My hair will grow back, but for now, I'm happy and cooler, and chics dig me.


Eyes are the window to the soul

September 14th 2012 5:49 pm
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It's been a month since my hot summer shave down, and my hair is growing back nicely. My mom's fears have been put at ease. Yet, it would be unlike me to keep mom worry-free for too long. I was squinting and itching my eye for a while, she didn't seem to notice. Then, I stopped her in her tracks one fine day. I must have looked close to frankenstein because she said, "What on earth happened to you?" I cocked my head to the side and pricked my ears forward, wondering what she meant. "Your eye is full of pus!" she told me bluntly. I'm not sure what that meant, but she didn't make it sound good. She put me on her lap and, there I was, in a headlock! Seriously! Then she picked at my eye with the fingernails of death, short but deadly. It kindof felt good because of the itching, but I'm not telling. She had the nerve to squeeze ointment into my eye. She's been doing it for two weeks, and she is still picking pus out of the corners with the fingernails and tissue paper. She looks worried, so at least I have the decency to lick her face after the torture has subsided. Afterall, she is my best friend. She works hard to help my kidney disease, and feeds me tasty canned food, so I'll give her the eye. And she'll give me chest rubs. She has the window to my soul, but I have the key to her heart.

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