Dog is Sweetie, a 51-lb mixed breed (found doggie) spayed female approx. 7-8 years of age. She is the Best Girl Dog in the whole world. (My other one is the Best Boy Dog.)
CUTTING TO THE CHASE: The situation I describe below has only been going on since yesterday morning (Sunday, April 28). I took her to the emergency vet yesterday, and they gave her a pain shot, said to bring her back in the morning for a sonogram. She had the sonogram of her belly area this morning, and it was completely normal. Her blood work is also normal, except for her hematocrit being a little elevated, which they said might mean she was slightly dehydrated. I took her back to her regular vet after the sonogram to discuss the results, and we can’t figure out what is going on.
THE STORY: She sleeps with me and I have a pretty high bed. Yesterday morning, when I woke up she was sleeping on the floor with my other dog (who has a doggie bed on the floor). This was unprecedented. I observed her for a while and she was just acting oddly and like she was in distress and discomfort. She was trembling and shaking all over and whining pitifully. No vomiting, in fact, no eating or drinking. Clearly something was going on inside of her (or outside of her) that was making her very anxious. In the past she has had problems with major constipation and needed enemas, so I decided to take her to the emergency vet. She couldn’t jump up in the car, which alarmed me, as she is quite a good jumper. The vet did a superficial examination, and he said she wasn’t constipated and probably her back was hurting.
Ten years ago, I had a dog with similar symptoms, and when I took her to the vet (a different one, since retired) *he said it was probably her back and sent her home with pain pills. *Turned out it was a hemangiosarcoma and she died from it. (I have a friend who lost two dogs to this quite serious condition that doesn’t have a lot in the way of symptoms.) That dog also manifested some anxiety and strange behavior, and that was my only tipoff that something was wrong. Alas, I didn’t followup aggressively and lost her.
So, not wanting to make the same mistake with Sweetie, I took to another emergency vet that has an imaging center. [She DID jump up in my bed last night and slept all through the night, but as soon as I got up, and she got down, she just lay down in the hallway and wouldn’t move. Also totally unusual behavior.] They did an ultrasound of her belly area this morning and all of her organs were completely normal, no tumors, no bleeding, etc. I was immensely relieved that we ruled out this one life-threatening condition, but then I took her back to the regular vet and we just sat there mystified, as she couldn’t find anything else going on. This vet said probably her back *was *hurting her, gave her a pain shot, and send me home with Tramadol and Methocarbamol to administer as needed.
I brought her home a little while ago, and she is still whining, unsettled, occasionally wandering from room to room whimpering or just staring into space. She did pee and poop in the yard. I tried to give her the Methocarbamol in my usual doggie-pill-taco of a piece of cheese wrapped around the pill enclosed in peanut butter and she spit it out on the floor. When I tried to give it to her again, she flat refused to even lick it. Then I tried a piece of ham, and she would not eat that. Finally I put the pill into a small pellet of butter and smeared it on the roof of her mouth and she was pretty much forced to eat it.
She is a very sensitive doggie and is prone to anxiety (like her owner :rolleyes: ), but this much anxiety, whining, whimpering, wandering, staring at the walls, etc., over unidentifiable stuff is disturbing. She’s doing it now… standing behind me whining and whimpering in the most DISTRESSING way, and I don’t have any idea what’s wrong or what to do.
Any comments, suggestions, web references, reassurance, etc. welcome. You can tell me bad stuff, too. Warn me that it’s coming…
Update: the Methocarbamol seems to have kicked in and she’s lying on her side on the floor.