I want to do that, but trying to pick him up causes him so much pain.
I have no advice but want to send my own good thoughts Nathan’s way.
I’m so sad for Nathan and for you. If he’s sitting on a pad, maybe you can slide something thin and sturdy under the pad and pick the whole thing up to get him into the car?
It will hurt him tomorrow too.
Benefits to now: He gets pain meds. You get a second opinion.
Downsides: Higher charges for emergency.
Benefits to waiting: He sees his normal vet.
Downsides: He has to wait for pain meds. You have to move work schedule.
I think I would take him now, if it were me. Try the pillow thing again. Get him the pain relief now. Hugs to you both (gently).
We are back from the emergency vet. He got three meds, to be given in small doses. The visit was not as much as I thought it might be, with the meds it was $108.63
He yelped a lot and it was hard getting him back up the stairs. Hopefully he will be more comfortable, because he’s taken his first doses. He got Rimadyl, Tramadol, and Methocarbamol. Iat’s not hard giving Nathan pills, just put them in a dab of peanut butter and he licks it up.
I’ve had one Doper offer to help with his treatment, and I can’t tell how much that means, but for now it’s covered. In conversation I mentioned Nathan’s plight to my mother and she said she will help. So things are covered. My mother calls Nathan her granddog, when we go over there when I do laundry, she has a bottle of treats, and a water dish for him. He chases squirrels in her backyard.
This is why I love this board, people I don’t even know IRL are willing to help. That’s friendship. I love you folks.
I still remember how you got vet help for the pidgees. That’s a big heart.
Poor baby. At least he should get a good nights sleep with all that. You’re still going to keep your regular vet appt tomorrow, I assume?
You’ll want to ask the vet about constipation + the opiod Tramadol. I’m not sure what he or she would recommend with using Tramadol on an already constipated dog. That’s not to say Nathan shouldn’t take it tonight, I just mean, something to ask about going forward. I’m sure it’s a good idea for tonight.
They said they will be faxing a copy of what was done for Nathan, and given to him, to his own vet. So that guy will be able to review it before I get there.
I love the regular vet, my pets and I have been seeing him for almost twenty eight years. I trust anything he tells me.
It sounds like Nathan’s in good hands! I hope you get a good night’s rest, too, Baker.
I don’t know if it’s an option for you, but my mom has been taking her doxie to a doggy chiropractor, and it’s helped him a lot. (Before we get into an argument about chiropractic woo - this chiropractor isn’t promising to cure ear infections or telling her not to give him meds. She’s just helping with spine pain, which is exactly what chiropractors are best at.)
There are also braces for doxies with back pain. She hasn’t tried that yet, but it’s on her list of things to try when chiro and his pain meds no longer cut it.
Most of my funny stories about this little weirdo involve him eating inappropriate things. Like a pineapple. A whole, uncut, pineapple. Leaves and all. Seriously, dude? How did that not hurt going down? Oh, right, you’ve already scoured your innards with a round hairbrush… It’s seriously a miracle he’s never given himself a bowel obstruction.
I will ask the vet about those braces.
Best wishes for Nathan. He’s got a good doggie mom, that’s for sure.
How bout that? The YouTube terminated me!
It was just doggies playin’. 
Ain’t nothin’ tougher than a dachshund. Give 'em a little love and they’ll pull through. Out of sheer spite.
Go, Nat!
How’s he doing?
Mrs. Plant (v.2.0) and I went to a dog herding thing in Mississippi. I did not want to let my Yankee Wife out alone in the Deep South. “She’s not from around here.”
A small dog was tormented by ducks, but I digress.
The only time I sat with her in conversation with someone else listening about about dog poop and like subjects was to hear a lovely woman from Virginia with a tide water accent speak.
I’ve been wondering about Nathan and you, also. I hope the situation is improved.
I talked to the vet and he said that cage rest is an absolute must. Nathan isn’t supposed to move around. So I bought a cage and he’s in it for one to three weeks. The vet says I can let him out occasionally to do his business, but then he has to go right back in. Just now he’s lying down on his favorite couch throw that I folded up and put it it the bottom of the cage. There’s a bowl of water, and later I’ll feed him.
The cage is 24.5 inches long by 17.75 inches wide and 19.25 inches his. With Nathan the height doesn’t matter so much. He can turn around, but he’d have to do it slowly.
I miss having him burrowing under the covers like he could do before this all started. But if caging him helps him get well I’ll do it.
If that was your only video, I have no idea why you would have been terminated. Is there any way you can ask? I don’t know what access you have in an terminated account.
I don’t know why they would terminate the whole account and not just block the video, with the ability to let you appeal, either.
Dog people of Mrs. Plant’s (v.2.0) ilk call it a “crate” and the action “crating”.
Mrs. Plant (v.3.0) calls it, “Doggie Jail”.
With a group of dogs, it is a private sanctuary to eat without your food being stolen. Penny would gulp everything down, ask out, and casually walk by the other dog’s crate.
“Are you going to eat all of that?”
Penny and Mina sleep in crates here, so they do not soil the carpet during the night. They rush to them when I get out cookies at night, small pieces of meat, “Freshly frozen for your dining pleasure!”
Poor doggy. I hope he gets better. So far, with my doxie, I’ve only had minor pain that went away after he rested a bit.
I am trying to get mine to not jump so much, but it is hard. I do pick him up from the ground, after he lets me know he wants up in my lap, but he wants to jump back down, a few feet away. He’s just so full of energy when he wants to be, or when he hears that someone is coming home or hears anything unusual that he wants to investigate.