Tuesday, July 19, 2011
(W0)MAN'S BEST FRIEND
But I do get them excellent veterinary care. This is Razzy. Her formal, calling card name is Razz Ma Tazz. But we call her Razzy, Razzi-do, Razzle Dazzle, or just Girlie. We rescued her as a puppy from a kill shelter in western Virginia 8 years ago. She's a mix of Australian shepherd and what appears to be Husky, and she has the disposition of an angel.
When we moved down here four years ago, Razzy started losing weight. She wouldn't eat. She laid around the house. We thought she was traumatized by the move, or by the loss of all her doggie friends in Maryland. Yes, she had doggie friends. In our old neighborhood, if the humans got together, so did their dogs. It was a given.
So, after several months of this, and her fur turning dull and her gums getting red, I took her to the vet, thinking that she was suffering emotionally. She wasn't. She had lost 21 pounds and was nearly dead! We had her tested for lyme disease. Negative. We tried an antibiotic. No help. We gave her shots to increase her appetite. No go. We switched to another antibiotic. She began to respond. I hand fed and hand watered her for the next three months. She started gaining weight and then began eating on her own. Finally she regained her weight and added a few pounds. Poor thing! We're pretty sure she had some tick-borne illness, but we never did find out exactly what it was. But she weighs in at a solid 73.8 pounds these days and is frisky when it's not too hot outside. She's definitely a cold weather dog. And the spot that you see her lying in above is her favorite place in the house -- right between two air conditioning floor vents.