11.17.2020

November 17, 2020


White Dog moved to make space for Steve who dropped to the floor next to Tizenegy. Tiz has been having a difficult time with his back legs and walking has become increasingly difficult. His hip dysplasia and arthritis present mobility issues. 

He had, moments before lost his balance and sprawled belly flopped on the kitchen floor. Everyone was milling about and he could not struggle to his feet. Steve hoisted him up by this harness and carried him to the front room, pushing the others out of the way as he moved. Tiz began to panic at being in midair and having the pack swirling around him.

He began to have a seizure. 

Steve and I are well acquainted with the protocols, our Quinn was an Epi-dog. Steve immediately ran for a bag of frozen veggies to cool his belly and I talked to Tiz in soothing tones to keep him grounded. With the peas on his belly and Steve stroking Tiz's side and forehead, we continued to call his name and tell him he was going to be fine. 

The White Dog Army wanted to close ranks around him and were not happy being told to sit and stay. 

In just a matter of minutes it was over. As we had been taught by Dr. Julia, Steve recorded the time, date and circumstances so we could relay the facts when I spoke with her tomorrow. Since it was a one time event, I suspect she will advise close observation and to come in if it happens again. She has seen Tizenegy pretty regularly for his adequan treatment so she has a good health baseline. 

Steve carried our boy into the office and laid him on his bed. Then Tiz got an herbal calming tablet tucked inside a bit of frozen custard. "You wait here and I will come get you when dinner is ready," Steve promised him. 

To me, "thank dog his new harness with front and back supports is coming tomorrow; it will give me better control when he needs help." "I will call Dr. Julia first thing, just to fill her in," I said.

2 comments:

TimberLove said...

Be well little mate, our love and thoughts are with you,

Nuk & Family

meowmeowmans said...

Oh, Tizenegy, we purr and pray you will be okay. Love to you, sweet boy.