My German shepherd mix is older (we think he's 12-13 years old) and currently, sick. He only weighs about fifty pounds when healthy.
About two weeks ago I noticed he was ambulating substantially slower than usual. For about a month he has been crying when trying to get up from a laying or sitting position, or moving his head or neck quickly, as in playing tug of war with his rope. I took him to the vet to discuss options for treatment and pain management depending on what the vet thought. Vet didn't think it sounded like a joint disease (big name, can't remember it), and since ordinarily he was prone to galloping around like a springtime rabbit, vet thought maybe arthritis was manifesting. He prescribed an anti-inflammatory med, and tramadol for pain.
The next morning as I was preparing to dose Rocket for the second time since the vet visit, I noticed he was really favoring his left shoulder when he walked. I had thought it might have been an issue with his neck or spine, but the left shoulder/limping was really pronounced. The meds seemed to help him with pain, but like the literature noted, the tramadol "may cause drowsiness." I believe it also made him constipated. He sleeps on a blanket. Since he only seemed to want to sleep and not get up, he didn't make it out to relieve himself in time. It is difficult to persuade him to get up anymore, and getting him outside can be a challenge. I try to encourage him to move around to help alleviate the muscle cramping/constipation/poor circulation I worry he might be vulnerable to from inactivity. My husband and the kids try to call him to get him up but he will only try to get up for me. :(
So a couple days into his med regimen, he lost all interest in eating and will only drink water. He has only eaten two mouthfuls of food in four days; nothing in the last two days. I even tried to get him to eat some juicy mild sausage and he just looked at it. He is refusing all food and will only drink water. Plus he's begun vomiting, I don't know what, mostly water and bile. He puked again last night, only this time it had blood in it. When his problems with the meds started I adjusted him to half doses to see if he'd start eating again, but when I saw blood in his vomit I discontinued the meds until he sees the vet. He is scheduled to see the vet first thing after the vet finishes up surgery with another client tomorrow. This morning he got up to go outside and seemed better at moving around, but went straight back to his blanket after peeing. He didn't seem the least bit perturbed at moving, going down the stairs, or peeing. Still no interest in food even with no meds though. It's a tricky thing trying to manage his doses vs. his visible symptoms.
Thoughts on the topic appreciated. I'm afraid of the lack of appetite.
ETA:
Vet thought after blood work, urine test, and abdominal/chest x-rays, that there were three possibilities to explain his abnormally high levels of white blood cells. They were: Two kinds of a rare, weird leumemia variant, and/or a possible tumor exerting displacement on Rocket's stomach and intestines. He showed me the x-rays and I okayed him to consult with a specialist over the x-rays. Rocket's kidneys and liver were working great, lymph nodes not enlarged, heart and lungs checked out good, and there did not appear to be a UTI. Sepsis was not mentioned. For his age, surgery
might have been feasible, but invasive, and if malignant, probably not a good prognosis. Definitely not a good prognosis if leukemia. Advised to keep him comfortable as possible till we heard back from the specialist the next day.
He was still walking when we left the vet's clinic at 2:30 pm. Vet discarded treating the arthritis angle, and sent us home with anti-nausea meds and Pepcid for GI tract protection in the hope of continuing to try to get Rocket to eat. He would not eat no matter what I tried. Sliced turkey lunchmeat, peanut butter, sauteed ground beef, chicken broth...no interest. None whatsoever. Just wanted to drink water. So I let him drink water.
Last night, no effort to get up anymore; last three times he peed it was me holding him by the torso and chest to let him stand long enough. Fortunately the movement to get him outside didn't make him cry, and I carried him back into the house each time. This morning at 3:30 am, after the last bathroom break, I sat on the floor with him to keep him company like he did so many times in rthe past for me and my kids, and waited for my husband and son to wake up. Of course they were upset at Rocket's decline. My son and I took him back to the vet at 9:00 when their office opened (LEO husband had to go to work). My son left the exam room before the needle went in when I told him it was okay to leave, as I would stay with Rocket so he could see, smell, and hear me. He thumped his tail on the exam table while I petted him and told him he was a good dog. He went peacefully and calmly. Son came back in when he regained his composure and said his goodbyes as well.
Rocket was the sweetest dog I ever had the privilege to own. Goodbye, Rocket. I love you. Thank you, Arfcom, for letting me vent. And thank you to Joker for advice. Much appreciated.