A transplanted Southern Californian living in North Dakota Idaho, with some insights on life with deaf dogs, a gluten free spouse, and the occasional mischievous garden gnome. Thank you for visiting and I hope you enjoy.

Sunday, March 25, 2018

Tito Takes a Turn and then makes a U-Turn

Tito had a pretty rough week last week. He had a couple of days of progressively more upset tummy, couldn't hold down anything, and worst of all had no interest in food. No interest even in fresh cooked ground beef. Once he turned up his nose at fresh cooked ground beef, we knew this wasn't a passing bug and immediately got him to the vet.

He got a shot of anti-nausea medication, a shot of anitbiotics, some fluids and more meds to take home. Alycia and I feared the worst. We started having quiet snippets of the conversation that we know is inevitable. At 17+ years old we know that we're playing with house money. Any additional years he lives is spiteful icing on an angry cake.
But if there's one thing I've learned about Tito, is never underestimate his will to live. I'm like 40% certain that the Grim Reaper has approached Tito to escort him to the great beyond, only to be taken aback with a sudden snarly charge that scared the tattered Reaper cloak right off him.

The day after his vet visit, Tito was noticeably better. A day after that he was back to his old self. Barking viciously at the wind, staring menacingly and growling at shadows, and bouncing around the kitchen for evening cookie time. It was an impressive recovery, from looking like he was at deaths door to the spriest 17 year old dog in the world. 


Karen said...

Surely 17 years of age has to be a record worthy of inclusion to Guinness? I am pulling for Tito, he's got spunk!

El Gaucho said...

I actually had to look up a list of "Oldest Dogs". He's got a ways to go to get the record, but in a few more years he could be in the Top 20.