As many of you have been following our blog since we first started writing back in 2013, I have always felt the need to share with you all updates on Rolo. Whether it was happy news, sad news about his latest seizure episode or just general posts about his life. June 23rd marks his 7th year with our family and I couldn’t be more proud of all that he has accomplished in those years. From coming runner up in “Canadian Dog of The Year” competition, being plastered all over magazines and newspapers to becoming a registered Therapy Dog. He has made me the luckiest dog mom in the world. I’m not a big drinker but after some much needed Malibu & pineapple juice tonight…here it goes.
With having a dog that has Canine Epilepsy routine blood work is a must. As Rolo has been on Phenobarbital since his adoption date , these tests are crucial to make sure he is in a therapeutic range of medication (he got an amazing pink sparkly bandage this time!). This is done every 6 months by a vet tech here in town. Usually every year or year and a bit he also goes in for his routine exam where the Veterinarian will do a whole bunch of things to make sure he is in good health. I have been trying hard to get Rolo down in weight to make his joints and hind end weakness better. This means trying to watch him more when Tenley has food so that he isn’t scooping it up and packing on the pounds. Well in the 6 months he is down about 7 or so pounds! This is phenomenal and I will continue to monitor the toddler feeding action to keep it off.
As the Veterinarian was doing a physical exam on him while he was standing, she was feeling his stomach. There was a giant hard ball right there in the middle – a tumor. She let me feel it and showed me how to locate it. Right there my heart got shattered into a million pieces. What did he do to deserve this? He did absolutely nothing wrong in his life but sometimes life throws us a curve ball and we have to catch it and make the most out of it.
Why isn’t Rolo having surgery? For the same reason he still has a skin tag on his eyelid (ok sometimes I do edit it out!). He just isn’t a good candidate, so I ask that you refrain from giving us medical advice as this is hard enough as is. No one knows except him how long this has been in his body but we know to watch for certain signs and to call a vet if any of them happen. I have always watched for these anyways as they are my determining factor when an animal gets to be a senior and I have to be unselfish.
So what does this mean for us? We aren’t going anywhere! We are going to live our best life! I mean not like we haven’t been already but you only get one so you better make sure it’s damn worth it!
~Much love to all of you!
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