The Five Horsemen of the Dogpocalypse

Lately we’ve started thinking of Dennis’s conditions as being in a race to see which one is going to get him first. There are five major ones: Anxiety, Heart Murmur, Hip Dysplasia, Inflammatory Bowel Disease, and now, Osteosarcoma. Anxiety was the first out of the gate, but the others have long since left that one in the dust. We imagine them standing around talking to trash to each other. Well, I imagine it, anyway.

Anxiety: “I’ll make Dennis so scared and nervous, he won’t be able to enjoy his life at all. Mwah ha ha ha ha.”
Hip Dysplasia: “Pfft. I’ll make it so he can’t walk.”
Heart Murmur: “You’re both amateurs.”
Inflammatory Bowel Disease: “You think you’re so bad, Heart Murmur, but they have medication that works on you. There’s nothing that works on me. We’ll see how long Dennis lasts when he can’t digest his food.”
Osteosarcoma: “The big C is here. The rest of you can leave.”
Inflammatory Bowel Disease (to Anxiety, Hip Dysplasia and Heart Murmur): “Hold my beer.”

So, yeah. At this point we are several days into a severe flareup of Dennis’s IBD that we have not been able to get a handle on. At all. Dennis has just started on a course of Metronidazole to try to get this flare-up under control, but the really big gun―Prednisone―is largely ruled out because of his heart murmur. (Way to keep yourself in the game, Heart Murmur.) This flareup is hitting harder than the one from the summer; he has already lost a few pounds that he can’t afford to lose, and is now on the “Give Dennis anything he’s willing to eat” diet. Which he thinks is wonderful, at least until he decides after a few meals that this food, like whatever the previous food was, makes him sick. (This even happened when we got desperate and started giving him ground sirloin. Sirloin.)

Digestive issues aside, Dennis’s pain from the osteosarcoma seems to be much reduced; he has been getting around better and even putting some weight on the bad hip, and has been better able to get onto the furniture and into bed. He had his first radiation followup earlier this week. The oncologist was encouraged by Dennis’s progress, and said his hip should continue to feel better over the next couple of weeks. (Dennis goes back for another follow-up in three weeks.)

Dennis’s prognosis hasn’t changed; we just need to make some headway against the IBD, and soon, so that he can spend a few more comfortable months here with his family of humans, Hipster Kitties, and imaginary friends, and all of his nice reederz out on the Interwebs. So please, keep the power of the paw, the tail wags, the purrs, and the nose bumps coming Dennis’s way. He needs them.

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Sunshine on my snooter makes me happy

thank yoo for yore purrs and tail wags and i am bak from the emergentsee vet!!!

hello nice reederz its dennis the vizsla dog hay i am bak frum the emergentsee vetnameez and i wanted to say thank yoo for all the purrs and tail wags and crossd paws and stuf wot yoo sent wile i was gawn!!!

 

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dramtikally baklit vizsla is baklit and dramatik. and also dada aparently duznt no not to poynt his kamra at sumthing brite wen in a dark rum.

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tail wags and purrs plz thx!!!

hello nice reederz its dennis the vizsla dog hay as yoo may reemember a wile bak i wuz diagnosd with inflammatory buy a vowel dizeez also nown as weel of fortchoon disorder also nown as eye be dee or maybe eye beady!!! ennyway wotever yoo kall it sinse then i hav ben on varyus diffrent medikayshuns and diets but they say i am not reesponding to the meds or the diets and hav not ben eeting mutch and hav lost sevral pownds and now yesterday eevening i throo up sum fud wot i did eet and mama saw sum bluds in the fuds!!! wel i do not want to throw up bluds in my fuds and so sinse yesterday i hav deesided that its maybe best if i do not eet ennything at all!!! however mama and dada aparently do not agree and they say i hav to go the emerdjensee vet tooday!!! also dada sed he duz not like wun of the spesimens i deeposited in the bak yard so he skoopd it up in a sterile kontayner to bring to the emerdjensee vet i do not no why he wants to sayv it if he duz not like it let alone why he wants to bring it to the emerdjensee vet i meen things like that shud be between me and the yard!!! ennyway mama and dada seem to be kind of wurreed abowt sumthing so i think they mite apreesheyayt sum tail wags and purrs to mayk them feel better!!! ok bye

eye beady??? or eye be dee???

hello nice reederz its dennis the vizsla dog hay i wanted to let evrywun no that my biopsee reezults hav come bak on wen they minnyatchoorized sum sientists and sent them into my tummy in a submareen to steel sampels!!! at leest that is wot i think they did!!! ennyway the reezults hav come bak and it is not sum of the skarrier wurds that it cud hav ben like wurds wot start with the letter c insted they sed i hav mild eye beady in my tummy and upper thing wot comes after the tummy and mild to modderate eye beady in the lower thing wot comes after the tummy!!! hmm eye beady just like popeye the sailor man!!!

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im strong to the middel cuz i eets me kibbel!!!

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Tucker Update

Hello nice readers, Dennis’s Dada here. Unfortunately the news on Tucker is not so good — he has not wanted to eat much since yesterday afternoon. Today has seen a worsening in GI symptoms from both directions, to put it delicately. After consulting with his internist, the conclusion is that the new treatment is not working. We are pulling Tucker off most of his other medications except for Cyclosporine and Soloxine and starting him on Prednisolone tomorrow in a last-ditch effort to get his IBD back under control. The internist is giving this a 50-50 chance of working in Tucker’s case. We should be able to tell within a few days if there’s any positive movement. Tucker is a little fighter and has bounced back so many times from health scares that it’s been said he has more lives than a cat, so we’re all hoping he can surprise us one more time. If any dog can do that in this situation, it’s Tucker! But if anyone has a few tail wags and purrs to spare, the whole gang here in the mythical land of Oceanside would appreciate it. 🙂