Dog gets vet care finally. Will it save him?

It took “John” 11 days of his dog being sick for him to finally do something about it.

Unfortunately it may be not enough and too late.

John is the roommate (51 years old).

Late last night I returned home to a residence changed, intuition informed me.

First, the house — a cookie-cutter condo, narrow, tight spaces — reeked of dog poop. More than usual — for the past two weeks, the dog has uncharacteristically been unleashing numerous enormous piles and diarrhea by the front door. Foul odors permeate and collect in corners. As a neat freak, I cleanse the residence. Sadly, however, new poops appear seemingly as fast as ones before are cleaned up.

After the poo stench that slapped me across the face, I noticed the dog’s food strewn around his dish on the floor — as if he’d nosed the Pedigree kibble aside for morsels of real food, like chicken.

EXTRAORDINARILY uncharacteristic behavior for a dog who’s the BIGGEST canine foodie I’ve ever known (and many animals have I known in my 61 years). The dog’s appetite has been poor to absent since he turned ill about two weeks ago. He’s refused his kibble time and again — WARNING SIGN!!!!

Yet John continued insisting his dog is fine.

Most telling perhaps last night were the papers on the table.  The dog had been rushed earlier that evening to the emergency clinic.

Why John finally acted I do not know.

Comprehensive tests were taken. In addition, the dog was given Cerenia to control vomiting.

THIS WAS NEW.

I’ve since learned that the dog began vomiting half-digested food and foam upon his arrival at the emergency clinic.

Given the owner’s disregard for doubled frequency and amount of poops of rancid quality, I can’t help but wonder whether his dog’s vomiting in the house would’ve also been disregarded and the dog still “fine,” as the owner’s insisted despite glaring evidence to the contrary.

I’m glad he vomited. It affirmed WHAT HIS DOG HAS BEEN TELLING JOHN and WHAT I HAVE BEEN TELLING HIM for weeks. He is sick. The vomiting, on top of the terrible frequent poopings, indicate worsening condition.

Results of the tests are pending.

In the meantime, instructions are to monitor the dog and in absence of continued vomiting feed a diet of rice and chicken.

Which for the record I WOULD HAVE DONE TWO WEEKS AGO WHEN HE FELL ILL.

If that’s rage you’re picking up through the screen, you wouldn’t be mistaken.

If all goes “well” with rice and chicken, then gradually re-introduce regular kibble. I disagree with this; I personally feel the kibble is a culprit. The only one? Probably not but suspect enough to eliminate and alter to other.

However, John has brushed off any input from me, preferring to risk the health and life of his dog — WHO IS ALSO MY FRIEND.

Until test results are known, it’s a matter of waiting and of time. I’ve intuitions about what is wrong and the possible future that I won’t share.

I hope I am not right.

Every moment with the dog who is still alive — today — is precious.

He is sick. He looks it. He behaves it. His frequent and massive poopings reveal, most assuredly.

No one knows with certainty when he or she shall “meet the reaper” who awaits us all.

I do know for certain that the dog, my friend too, is quite ill.

That this long episode of neglect and negligence and cavalier attitude and refusal to SEE and care for the animal as he deserves and needs has revealed a side to John.

The friendship will not survive. Nobody who is cruel to animals — and that includes “benign cruelty” as is neglect — can be my friend. Or even acquaintance.

Time will tell and soon.

My heart hurts for the dog who has endured such suffering and risk to his life needlessly.

This is all I have to say today. Jan. 29, 2019. Except for this. Yesterday was the dog’s 7th birthday (I just learned today). He spent it in crisis and vomiting at the emergency clinic.

Nice birthday celebration you gave your dog, John.

To the dog, I am so so so so so sorry he did not do better for you and by you. You deserved and deserve much better.

For the ongoing record:

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2 thoughts on “Dog gets vet care finally. Will it save him?

  1. Ugh! Just catching up with the past few posts and I have to admit I don’t understand how someone can be so have been so wilfully blind to his condition.

    Far from being a dog person but I feel a bit ticked off too…

  2. @longeye – Having never lived, to my knowledge, with someone this dismissive toward animals, I’m stumbling my way through both to learn and cope with qualities that repulse me. You really don’t know someone until you live with ’em and see their responses to crises. This story ain’t over. The ending won’t be pretty for the VIP character, the dog.

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