Causing chaos
Yesterday’s vet visit was all about causing chaos. Pebbles was over-excited just sharing the car with me. She’d been for a walk and Mum hoped that would take the edge of how she was feeling. Apparently she was pretty good on her walk, but maybe she was just saving it all up. All she had to do was sit nicely in the car and then go in to be weighed in an orderly fashion. Screaming like a banshee was at no point part of the deal. Nor for that matter, was leaving everyone in the vet’s waiting room feeling as though they had been caught in a tornado. Poor Mum looked frazzled before we even got to my appointment.
Pebbles’ weight
Mum was right to think that Pebbles has lost weight. She is down by over a kilogramme since starting her new medication. Because she has lost so much of her coat and has lost weight, Mum has made an appointment for her to see the vet next week. Frankly, after today – good luck with that one!
Mind you, I wasn’t much better. I did not scream like a banshee. Nor did I behave like a tornado. My problem is that I find it awfully stressful and when that happens I bark – very loudly and usually fairly inconsolably. Logically, how I can feel so threatened by a cute Dachshund is hard to explain, but I did.
Seeing the vet
Unlike Pebbles, I have put a little weight on. The vet said that I’m not overweight and didn’t need to be too concerned. The good news is that my back is fine and the stumbling is only to do with my back legs. Then we talked about my dementia. My lovely vet said she’d make some enquiries as to whether there was anything else which might help and later rang to tell me about a medication that encourages blood flow to the brain and which may be beneficial. I’m going to try it for a week to see how I feel. Mum is going to pick it up for me today.
Love and licks
Wilma
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