“Wag the Tail”

“Wag the Tail”

Hey, it’s Charlie.   I’ve taken over dad’s blog again to tell you something important.   Actually, grand-dad told Ryan Charlie st patrick daysomething about “wagging the tail” and between the two of us, we think we’ve figured it out.   But since I’m so personable and a great story teller, dad is letting me share it with you.   Oh wait, dad says he’s going to help me tell it to make sure we all understand if I get confused or distracted.

 

The 4th and last chemo treatment

The 4th and last chemo treatment

It all started a few weeks ago.   After my second chemo treatment, strange things began happening including seizures and I was having some collapse type episodes.   One night, I remember dad telling me it was okay to “go” so I knew my illness was wearing on him.   I also didn’t want to eat which is so unlike me.   It was some pretty scary stuff.   A few weeks later after the fourth chemo treatment, I couldn’t walk.   I never had my next scheduled chemo treatment but I heard mom and dad talking about the big sleep.   It was just before a weekend so they wanted to spend some time with me and spoil me rotten.   I wagged my tail and in return got lots of hugs and lots of food I shouldn’t normally eat.

 

"Chemo was exhausting!"

“Chemo was exhausting!”

As that weekend went on, I started getting stronger and getting back to being able to walk.   I felt like that guy in the movie “Rocky” as he’s running on the steps and everyone is cheering for him.   Dad was so happy he told me there was no more chemo!   This was good because I hated the weekly needle pokes and feeling sick.   On the other hand, I got some to take some steroids – I didn’t get the rage and I sure didn’t pack on a lot of muscle but they did make me feel better.   I wagged my tail.

 

Resting with my buddy Taylor

Resting with my buddy Taylor

I had an accident in the house…I blame it on the drugs!   And so did dad.   He didn’t get mad.   He actually hugged me and took me outside.   If only I had known this trick earlier in life…I could have gotten away with a lot more!   The gentleness I’ve experienced only makes me want to do better and to keep on trucking.   I’m not quite ready to stop watching over my family.   Yep, my tail is still wagging.

 

It’s been a few weeks now.   Steroids made me happy and with every thing I did, dad seemed happier too, so much that if he had a tail, he’d probably be wagging it.   Instead, I figured smiles, hugs, and belly rubs are the same expression.   We pets are very perceptive and emotional; can’t you see it in our eyes and feel it in our slobbery kisses?   When our families are happy, we feel good.   When our families are stressed, we also feel anxious.   We feed off of emotions (and cookies!)…

Charlie lost in the bag of Charlee Bear treats

Charlie lost in the bag of Charlee Bear treats

Charlie….hey bud, we’re not done yet.   Oh there he goes…Charlie has lost himself in the bag of Charlee Bear treats again.   It’s Dr. Llera now so I’ll wrap this up for the both of us.   What Charlie & I have learned through this is that when times are tough, you should try to see the silver lining that is there and try to keep a positive mental attitude.   In any alarming situation with your pets, there is always hope.   It may be the hope that everything will turn out alright.   Or it may be the hope that you try your best and that they don’t suffer.   The important thing to remember is to stay strong, give your pet all the love you can, and know that in the end everything will work out.   So what are you waiting for?   Go “wag that tail.”

best friends

 

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5 Comments

  1. I am glad that Charlie is feeling better. We are going thru this now with the oldest of our three aussies. She developed diabetes and has terrible arthritis in her hips and back. We knew her eyesite was failing, but I think she is going on autopilot now. I think she is almost blind. But she is still happy, we keep her on a pain control regime. I will keep her going as long as she is not suffering. It is so terribly hard to watch them age and go downhill. Is it me or does it seem to go really fast in dogs? I told her , her next bday is steak dinner!

    • Dr. Ryan Llera

      July 4, 2015 at 10:47 pm

      Hi Lisa and thanks for reading about Charlie’s story. Sorry to hear that one of your Aussies is experiencing old age issues but as long as she is comfortable from pain, getting her diabetes treated, and still seems to want to do the things that make her happy, that would constitute a good quality of life. Since this post, Charlie’s appetite has gone down but he does still eat and he likes to patrol the yard. We’ve realized that his time may be coming soon but he as long as he is comfortable and seems happy, we won’t cross that bridge yet. I do think that dogs seem to progress faster with chronic or end stage diseases than cats do. I hope your baby gets that steak dinner!

  2. Charlie I’m happy to know that the steroids made you feel better. We all want you to stay strong and feel well.
    As for your humans, my humom says she sends big hugs. She knows what it’s like to go through this very emotional time with it’s ups and downs and not knowing what tomorrow will bring for an ailing pet.
    We can only take each day, each hour, each minute and make the best of it.

  3. That was lovely and I’m glad the steroids helped Charlie! You are all lucky to have each other. What a sweet story. Have a great weekend and Charlie, ask for extra Charlee Bear treats! After all, they’re named after you!

    • Dr. Ryan Llera

      July 4, 2015 at 10:48 pm

      Thanks Natalie! Charlie isn’t too fond of the Charlee Bear treats this week but he’s upgraded to steak 🙂

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