Favorite Food: Whole roasted chicken fresh from the oven
Favorite Walk: the garden next door
Best Tricks: Opening doors - inwards and outwards
Arrival Story: Socs was the best dog anybody could ever want, she was beautiful, polite and just awesome.
She lost her battle on 28th July 2009.
Socs had been very ill indeed.
20th Jun 2009
We have worked out a routine which has more than stabilised Socs. She is much better except she isn't gaining weight. If Socs sticks to her regime, she is very well. Almost like any other old dog. If I forget even just one of her tablets or if she steels food, things start going wrong. This weekend, she has been very naughty. She has stolen 2 sausages and a 100 gm bag of dried food. I expect she'll pay for it. She starts stumbling and losing her balance. When this happens, I get her to lie down and I apply fluids subcutaneously on a drip. Let's hope she'll get through this and be OK.
She's still losing weight, yesterday (13/5) she was 17.7Kgs. I thought a couple of days ago she was still 19 Kgs. Maybe it's the lack of fluids or maybe I made a mistake. She is now rejecting her food if it has fluid in it and she is rejecting water with milk. She's drinking hardly any water.
Yesterday was a good feeding day. Fed her 7 times and each time except the last, she would have eaten more. I guess she had about 400 gms altogether with two meals of white fish and rice (homemade) , 3 meals from the specific tray and 2 meals from the K/D tin. From the afternoon, but not including the last meal, she was taking a small amount of water with each meal.
This morning I measured out 75 gms of food, put plenty of hot water in it so she would get some fluids. Would only eat from my hand. I left her with the bowl in the hope that she would eat it herself, in which case, she would get the fluid as well. I heard her start to lap, but as I came back in, she stopped. Hand fed her a bit more, left her again in the hope that she would re-start lapping. No. And she won't take anymore from my hand. I guess she's had 50 gms.
Did I give her too much yesterday? Could her body not cope with it?
I think I'm fighting a losing battle here.
30/4 (from Socs)
I'm really sick right now. The vet gave me a 5% chance of recovery 12 days ago because blood tests showed that my liver, pancreas and kidney function were really bad. In fact, she told me I should already be dead. I couldn't stand up without help. Even had trouble going in and out of the house over the doorstep. I'm back eating now and can stand up on my own, but my blood is showing bad signs again and I need all the prayers I can get. The vet has told me I'm on my own now, no more drips. Please pray for me. I'm a fighter, but I do need all the help I can get.
How I came to Audrey.
1 of 11 or was it 13 puppies my mum gave birth to only 4 weeks after being rescued herself. I was born in Stevenage. My new mum heard about me from one of the very early emails so I might be the first e-doggie!
Bio: Socs' Story ========
My owners already had a dog - Bruno. She made my life a misery. My first night in my new home, I stood under the table cowering. Didn't dare move. Didn't even wee or pooh and I was only 8 weeks old. Bruno was such a bully. I was bought in the hope that I would calm her down. Fat chance! They say she had bitten everyone in the street, yet my owner loved her to bits.
Then 2 years ago my owners left us to go to Australia. Bruno went to stay with Sheila and I went to stay with Julian. Julian had a very old, gentle doggie, Kiera (pictured with me). For the first time in my life, I was 11, I dicovered that I wasn't the only nice doggie in the world. Later I got to know Julian's ex-wife's dog, Milly and I loved her.
My owners came back from Australia for 3 months. Only I didn't know it was only for three months, so I attached myself to them, reluctantly, then they upped and left. What's wrong with me?
Now they're back again and they think they can pick up where they left off. I don't think so! I left nasty presents for them if they leave me alone and generally whined for things. Sometimes I just whined. I thought they simply don't deserve me. They were very patient and loving though and I eventually saw that they care. Now I'm totally clean. They didn't deserve the mess I made. The last time, when I pooped on their bed on New Year's eve, I was so sorry and ashamed of myself, I just hung my head. They were so forgiving too. Now, even though I feel so ill, I stand by the door to go outside.
I think I had been working up to this illness for a long time. I have been dragging my paws a bit, and Audrey lets me off the lead and if I want, she'll let me turn round and we'll go home. Of course at the moment, I barely go past the front gate, although I like standing at the gate looking at what's going on outside. I'm not a demonstrative dog - keep it all bottled up inside. I have never bitten a soul except for Bruno and she deserved it. I had had enough.
I'm old now and just want love, warmth and a bit of exercise. It hurts when I start walking but after a while it works off. We regularly walk 2 miles to the lake and round and back. That's probably just right for me although I can walk further.
Adopt me if you dare: I don't want to go to just anyone. I have to love them and they have to love me (not that that's difficult). I don't like being left alone but even another dog as company is OK. I'll be dirty if I think someone is letting me down though, I'm very sensitive.