Yesterday when I came home from work, my old dog Cal was having trouble walking. He ate his afternoon meal then hid out most of the evening. I sat with him at bedtime and noticed his eyeballs were a little twitchy, and I was wondering if he was going to live through the night. His appetite has been good and he didn't seem to be in pain, so I thought it might be neurological - stroke or seizures. This morning he was the same, but his ears were up and he seemed perkier. I called the vet, but couldn't get an appointment until almost 3:00, so I went to work but I left early. Thank God Maxine is a dog lover. Let me tell you, when I picked up the phone to tell the vet my 14 year old dog was "partially down in the rear end," I was absolutely sick. That is frequently the last call dog owners make.
Yep, it was a mild stroke; I was right about the neuro. We've started him on a course of steroids to reduce inflammation in the brain, and he's resting, but he still hasn't eaten anything. This could be the beginning of the end, but I sure hope not. I am REALLY attached to that old dog. We've been through a lot together.