Nicknames: Duder Duder or Scooter Bug, Scoots (given to me by my dogster pals!)
Birthday: March 13th 2004
Likes: FOOD, FOOD, FOOD! water and ice! playing with my squeaky stuffies!
Pet-Peeves: not getting ice or water when I want it! My brother barking in my face grrrrr
Favorite Toy: Anything that squeaks...she loves the round stuffies she can sink her teeth into...she squeaks them forever until they die! She also likes showing her octopus stuffy who's boss...hehehehehe.
Favorite Food: I don't really eat, I inhale. I eat any and everything! I can't say I have a favorite because I devour everything in one bite
Favorite Walk: Local Park with trails or anywhere that takes her near the rabbits and near food on the ground!
Best Tricks: My personal favorite is breaking toys or tearing out stuffing out of stuffed animals in record time. Oh and my mommy thinks it's cool that I can shake hands
Arrival Story: We got Scooter about one month after my other fur baby, Floppy died. I wasn't planning on getting a dog so quickly, but at the time I was researching the beagle breed. One of the breeders I talked to mentioned that Scooter's mom had given birth 10 weeks prior to 3 pups. Scooter's dad was a champion. I was nervous about getting another dog so quickly, but when I saw Scooter, I knew it would be okay.
Bio: I came into my mommys life when she needed me most. I left my brother, sister, my mom, and grandmother for a life with my two mommies. It's a two way street. I let them hug and kiss me whenever they need me and I give them my best beagle look whenever I want something (did I say I love water and ice?!)
Forums Motto: Power of the Paw for those who need it
Hey pals! So, after my last diary entry, things have been looking a bit up. The doctor recommended another urine culture because I was going to the bathroom a lot. Not producing lot, but needing and wanting to pee. Well, the urine culture was negative so I guess that's a good thing. It just points more to the cancer which isn't a good thing. The frequency is much better now. Mom isn't sure what happened but she talked to the doctor and she thinks because I had diarrhea, it caused me to feel like I needed to go more. Basically from the straining of the diarrhea. Once that resolved, my frequency and urgency to go to the bathroom got much better too so it's more than likely they were related.
I tend to need to go more after meals (pressing on stomach and bladder?) and that's every 30 minutes for an hour or so and then it decreases to 45 min to an hour until I'm back to my routine of needing to go every 2-4 hours. Some nights I make it 5 to 6 hours without needing to go :-). I just wanted to share so folks have an idea.
Oh and last week, when it snowed, mom took me for a walk before the blizzard really came down. It's easier to see urine in the snow as you can imagine. She noticed normal color urine until after the 4th or 5th squat, it became pink and then more red :-( For some reason, mom wasn't surprised because the doctor warned her that would happen.
I'm still in good spirits though! I don't know anything else except I gotta go more BOL! I go back to the doctor in a couple of weeks for my 3 month check up. I'll definitely post back here after that.
It's been a tough couple of days for me. I got into a bag of dog food and anyone who knows me, know I'll eat and eat. Mom says she was lucky to catch me before I stuffed myself to death. I had about 3 cups of food. It's a prescription food I was eating and it caused me to throw it up and it caused diarrhea.
Mom is guessing, but I started peeing more...like frequently, every half hour to hour. Mom is glad for pee pads because I used 4 or 5 of them on Monday night :-( Yesterday was a better day though, not as frequent. Mom is going to call the doctor to let her know what's going on. Of course, it's more likely the cancer and there's probably not much they can do for it, but mom may have them run a urine culture in case it's a UTI. We'll see.
I'm in good spirits which is good and I still act my happy, hungry self. It makes mom happy :-) It's hard for her though because she wonders if my symptoms will just get worse and yet, I'll still be my happy self. She'll take happy and silly any day :-)
Soooo, really is good news, but for some reason mom isn't too happy. I think she sort of knew....
Good news is I do not have a UTI. Culture came back negative. Bad news is my symptoms (more urinating, little bit of blood) is the tumor. Dang you tumor!
The other good news is the tumor has not changed or gotten bigger. That means after six months, the oral chemo meds and NSAID is doing its job. Mom is happy for that.
Honestly though...all in all I'm still in very good spirits and act silly and arrrroooo and beg for food and do all my tail wags. You would never know I was sick except I have accidents in the house and I need to go more. Otherwise I'm good.