Just over a week ago I noticed Dolly making the occasional sort of grunting noise and coming to the end of last week, it was obvious that something was obstructing her airway. When running about she was constantly making a grunting noise and I decided I would take her to the vets the beginning of this week, but on Saturday morning she was making so much noise just running a short distance I decided to get her to the vet that morning, as I had forgot it was a Bank Holiday and the vets would be shut until Tuesday. She was not fainting or showing any bluing of her tongue, but I was concerned how a dog that does snore a bit when sleeping, but has never made any noise and shown any difficulties breathing when out and about, could suddenly be making so much noise when breathing. I was concerned she might be heading for a Laryngeal Collapse
The vet examined her on Saturday morning and agreed there was obviously something going on and thought it might be Everted Laryngeal Saccules, but also thought like me with how suddenly that she had gone from a dog making no noise breathing to a dog making a considerable noise, that it could possibly be some sort of growth. She felt that she would be okay until Tuesday though, as she was not passing out or showing any bluing of her tongue.
So back to the vets this morning to further investigate what was going on with Dolly's breathing. I dropped her off and waited for the phone call to hopefully know what we were looking at and whether she may need to be seen by a specialist vet. Well. I got the phone call just before 2 pm and it seems that my thoughts on a growth were right. When they put her out to investigate further, they opened her mouth whilst she was lied on her front they could see nothing that could be causing the noise, but then they rolled her on to her back and as they did this, there it was. A lump dropped down between her Epiglottis and Trachea. The vet thought it had probably been there for a little while growing causing no concern, but then had got in the last weeks or so big enough to start causing problems. So they could easily remove it and it has been sent off to be seen if it is benign or malignant. So fingers crossed and we will cross that bridge when we come to it.
Dolly is home now a little drowsy, minus noisy breathing though, For a nine year old girl she has done remarkably well and sitting in the vets this morning with her on my lap waiting to hand her over and sign a consent form, a lady beside me with a rather rotund Bichon Frise dog said, "Ahh!, she is so beautiful and she looks very young." She was surprised when I told her she was nine years old.
With one of the three pups available from Primrose's Brittany/Cavalier litter chosen and named now, that just leaves Clifford and Rose to find their forever homes. So this evening my son, Alfie and me put together a little sales pitch for them. Alfie was a little close with the camera and Rose was in running around mode, not cuddling mode, but I think we nailed it.
Sometimes you can forget how tasty something is when you have not tasted it for a while. Having had visitors this morning and afternoon and forgetting to take meat out of the freezer last night. I was at a loose end, as to what to cook up for dinner. I then looked at the mountain of eggs I have, even with all the baking I do (Our chickens are laying like it's going out of fashion at the moment) and decided omelettes might be nice. Turned out to be very nice.
Lovely update arrived yesterday from Heather in my email inbox for Ernest and Lily's brother, Albey who was born back in April Thankfully all is safe. He is a F1b Cavapoo, being 3/4 Cavalier/ 1/4 Poodle.
As promised, here's an Albey update!
The photo of the little bottle has 2 of Albey's tiny baby teeth inside! We were so pleased to find them. His new teeth are coming in really well, straight and shiny white!
I've sent you a few photos from his puppy class, which he passed earning himself his first rosette and certificate! He had the best recall in the class and we're all very proud of him.
You can see a few photos of him out and about - crossing his first bridge over flowing water, chilling in a big field and going for evening strolls. When the weather was hot he had fun in his paddling pool and when it was cooler he played with his new rope toy, he just loves chasing it!
In the photo where he's sitting on the grass with his mouth open, looking up, he's barking. He's found his voice and has even acted like a little guard dog at times. He's quite a vocal thing, he'll whine when he's excited or worried, such as in a new situation. I wondered if his siblings are the same?
There's one photo I added of my Mum cradling a sleeping Albey because it reminded me of a photo you posted on your blog of Ernest recently. He's so sweet when he's sleepy!
He seems like he's really settled in now, it's great to see him so happy. I'm always greeted with a waggy tail and a lick, it's so lovely
I hope you're all well, enjoy the rest of your bank holiday weekend,"
Thanks Heather for so many lovely photos of Albey. His brother is pretty similar. He will let out a sort of howl bark at new things. Lily is not so vocal, but both can whine if a bit stressed, doing something new.
Congratulations on passing out and puppy training class. Lily and Ernest are pretty good at recall, it probably is the bit of Poodle in them. Spaniels are notorious for selective hearing.
I had started to think they had already left for warmer climes, as we had only been seeing house martins on the telephone wire outside our home, but this evening. There they were. Not long though as Autumn comes upon us, before they will be off.
not just until they get old and you get a younger one.
Because dogs believe humans are for life.
A sight reminiscent of the legend of Greyfriars Bobby. A cocker spaniel lies beside the coffin of one of the victims of the Italy earthquake. Heartbreaking picture of dog who won't leave master's coffin after Italy earthquake
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Photos this morning as the Sun starts to rise in the East over the Taw valley from the front of our home as I set off for milking and a crested Moon as I walk out round and bring in the cows.
My husband, David sent me these photos he took with his phone this morning, of the view of mist moving across fields from one of the gateways on the farm he milks the cows for.
“The greatest pleasure of a dog is that you may make a fool of yourself with him, and not only will he not scold you,but he will make a fool of himself, too.”
― Samuel Butler
Me (Jane) with Puddin' and Teagol, waiting patiently to flush a patch of kale, December 2019
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