Dog Chores Part II
Wednesday, October 1st, 2008
Back in June, my beloved little Curly-Bug was diagnosed with a grade 4 heart murmur. I was completely floored, he showed no signs of respiratory issues at all. A few days and an ultra sound later, the diagnoses was confirmed. Curl had slightly elevated blood pressure, some enlargement of the left ventricle of his heart, and possible slight scarring of the heart muscle. My regular vet prescribed Enecard, but once I got home and did some research, I wasn’t sure if using drugs was the way I wanted to go. Especially for a dog who was asymptomatic like Curly. There is no conclusive research out there that says putting an asymptomatic dog on Enecard will delay the onset of heart failure (there is some anecdotal evidence). Plus, there are so many side effects to Enecard, one of which being kidney failure, I decided to treat him holistically using the same holistic vet treating Emma and Basil.
The holistic vet felt his prognosis was good, and discussed with me not putting him on drugs yet, telling me we had time and not to panic. (which is WAY easier said than done) I did some research, put Curl on a vitamin regimen, and started homeopathy. Which brings me to the dog chores part.
You see, Curly is notoriously a picky eater. He hates pills, and is extremely stubborn. I worked in shelters for 6 years, and have never seen a dog able to hack up a pill you were sure was in his stomach like Curly. So simply sprinkling some vitamins on his food? Nuh-uh, ain’t gonna happen (not that I didn’t try in the beginning). Off to Whole foods I went. I bought some size 2 and size 0 empty gel caps, and began making his pills. Now, since Curly is only 6 pounds and some change, this means most of his supplements get put into the size 2 gel caps, and I CAN NOT for the life of me find an easy way to make size 2 pills except by hand. Which means about every six weeks, you can find me in front of the TV drinking an adult beverage and stuffing pills. It is tedious, and a pain in the ass but like my husband always says when I complain, “how much do you love Curl”? Enough to sit in front of the TV and stuff pills, enough to cut up whole cow heart into managable Curly size peices, enough that I now keep beef tripe on hand just for him on those days he won’t take his pills no matter what I do. You see, I know for a fact “heart dogs” come along once in a blue moon, and I plan on keeping mine as happy and healthy as I can, for as long as I can.
Every couple of months my counters fill up with meaty disgustingness which grosses out my husband and forces him into his office, while at the same time making all of my dogs come running to the kitchen to hover. You see invariably, my deep freeze gets close to empty, which means it’s time to restock and this makes the dogs VERY excited.