There has to be a natural end to this. We'll wait and see how he gets on today. At the moment 'the font' has the washer and dryer running non-stop and I'm positioned in the office five feet away from him. We are quite clear about what has to be done. He will not be hospitalized. The vets clinics here cater for farm animals rather than dogs and don't have staff on duty at night. This dog has never been on his own in his life - in nine years he's always had his brother or one of us around him - and it's our view that the shock of separation and the loneliness would be a huge negative for him. He'll stay here. We'll make some beef or chicken broth and try to feed him by syringe. As the vet says while he's willing to fight who are we to stop him ? Some recent e-mails have indicated that you think we're losing a sense of perspective . At this stage we disagree - caring for Digby is time consuming, it's upsetting, but it's part of the territory when you have dogs that are so integrated into the life of a family.
Saturday, May 8, 2010
Another morning and to everyones intense surprise, not least my own, Digby's still with us. What a night it's been - I didn't know a little dog could be so sick, so often. This third time round the potent cocktail of piroplasmosis medications seem to have had a particularly adverse reaction . Around ten last night his eyes clouded, his breathing became raspy , and his temperature soared back up towards 40 . Both of us assumed that this was it and got on the phone to tell the family so - a first for 'the font'. The only one not in on the secret was Digby. No sooner had we put the phone down to the boys than he got to his feet and dragged himself , slowly, unsteadily but determinedly through to his bed. He's a pugilist to the end.
I'd hoped that his eyes would clearly tell me when it's time to call the vet. It's proving to be rather more difficult than that . Instead of saying ' I'm tired, it's time to go' they seem to be challenging me with a 'why ?'.
There is a wonderful blog in South Africa that has been a great help to us. I used to think that MaxDog was lucky to have so many days of grace. Now we're recognizing how draining the uncertainty and the highs and lows must be for the family that loves and cares for him so much. Our thoughts are not just with him but with his family. These decisions are never that easy.