Daisy is currently sleeping off the effects of a day at the Vet’s. She woke up yesterday morning with a pronounced limp. It seemed to be a joint issue in her right front leg, but it was hard to be sure. It was a struggle for her to get around, reminiscent of her bout with Lyme Disease a few years back, but we’ve had her immunized so that didn’t seem likely.
Concerned that she was in pain, we headed for her veterinarian. Feeling some swelling in her elbow joint, he suggested x-rays. Diagnosis: significant arthritis in both front elbow joints. Bi-weekly shots for the next month. Daily meds for pain.
Under the heading of knowing your animal, when they had us sign a waver to sedate her for x-rays, I asked them to try just having someone sit next to her and pet her while the x-rays were being taken. I was convinced that she would remain still and quiet. And she did. No sedation was necessary.
X-rays are one thing. General anesthesia has inherent risks that scare me. My guess is that she probably slept through the whole thing. The picture above says it all. She has a comfortable bed and access to rugs and couches, but she’s just as happy on the kitchen floor.
Our friendly, outgoing girl won’t mind the vet visits or even the shots or the daily meds. But she’s going to hate the doggie equivalent of Weight Watchers to get rid of the extra poundage that’s exacerbating her problem.