Pat Anderson
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A dog will eventually demonstrate his name...Oscar was "Watson" halfway home, then all was revealed. Baxter was Baxter from the start...
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Chester":3glvr416 said:
The rescue I work with frequently pulls dogs from shelters...and it's almost a given, that most will have kennel cough. It varies somewhat by shelter, some are worse than others. If the cough is occasional, he could either be getting over it, or it could just be getting started.
Check with your vet, but if that's the diagnosis - it's typically a non-issue in a mature, healthy dog. We've dealt with it numerous times, and have found no difference in recovery time whether we let it run its course, or use antibiotics. Basically, it's nothing more than a doggy cold - and we now only use antibiotics if the dog is compromised in other ways, i.e. age, malnourished, etc.
If he hasn't had it already, your vet may recommend a Bordetella vaccine - but be aware, it doesn't deal with every strain. It's not uncommon for dogs to contract kennel cough, even after getting this vaccine. Since we never board our dogs (the vaccine is often required), we choose not to vaccinate for this.
This also is a case where over the counter human medicine can help, if the coughing gets a bit extreme. Again, check with your vet for dosage and applicability - but Robitussin is fine for dogs, and particularly helps the kennel cough at night.
Nice report, MIke
Infectious tracheobronchitis (ITB), more commonly referred to as “kennel cough,” is an acute, highly contagious respiratory infection. The disorder affects the larynx, trachea, bronchi, and sometimes spreads to the nasal mucosa, lower airways, and lungs. The infection may be triggered by a variety of different pathogens, but canine adenovirus type-2 (CAV-2), and the bacteria Bordetella bronchiseptica are among the most prevalent. Vaccination and other preventative measures have rendered ITB less common than it once was. Thankfully, most cases of ITB come to a natural end and are not fatal.
Read the entire article from Cornell at
http://bakerinstitute.vet.cornell.edu/a ... hp?id=1091
Infectious tracheobronchitis (ITB), more commonly referred to as “kennel cough,” is an acute, highly contagious respiratory infection. The disorder affects the larynx, trachea, bronchi, and sometimes spreads to the nasal mucosa, lower airways, and lungs. The infection may be triggered by a variety of different pathogens, but canine adenovirus type-2 (CAV-2), and the bacteria Bordetella bronchiseptica are among the most prevalent. Vaccination and other preventative measures have rendered ITB less common than it once was. Thankfully, most cases of ITB come to a natural end and are not fatal.
Read the entire article from Cornell at
http://bakerinstitute.vet.cornell.edu/a ... hp?id=1091
Today was an unplanned trip to the vet. Our little dog had been going downhill health-wise for awhile. Sometime over the past few months, he started having some back pain and after several visits to the vet, it was apparent that things weren't going to improve. We could manage the pain with drugs and prednisone, but ultimately, he'd need to be euthanized. By Wed. it became apparent that the time was rapidly approaching, and I made an appointment for this coming Monday. However, my son asked me to postpone as he didn't feel he could deal with it prior to finals week at college. By today, my wife and I could not stand to see the struggles our dog was experiencing and we realized we couldn't wait. We contacted my son, drove to a weekend clinic, and the dog was humanely euthanized. My wife and I were with him at the end, my son waited in the car. Afterward we hugged and had some good family time.
We got this dog almost 15 years ago as a birthday present for my son. At the time, my son came into our bedroom every night for weeks crying "I want a dog".
We arranged to pickup a Bichon Frise on my son's 8th birthday. The day of his birthday, the breeders called to let us know they simply couldn't part with the last dog in the litter. We were crushed but we weren't going to let our son be disappointed. We pulled out the paper and rapidly searched for the first small dog we could find. When an 8 year old is expecting a puppy for his birthday, any dog, yes any dog will do.
We found a Schipperke-Poodle mix near Camano island and made arrangements to visit that day. My son selected the loner in the litter. A cute little black puppy.
He reminded my son of one of the Starwars Ewoks named Wicket and so "Wicket" he became. Wicket was an amazing little guy. He was very fast and could turn on a dime. He used to love playing with a much bigger black lab in the neighborhood. He couldn't outrun him but he could outmaneuver him. He was also an amazing jumper. While he was only about 14lbs and maybe 14" off the ground, he could leap over the back of the couch without touching it.
He had his little quirks. He was a sock stealer. He loved to have a piece of my wife near him and would lay with his head on one of her socks when he stole one. In his younger days, he used to have one 15minute period per day of complete wackiness. He'd run around the house a lightning speed, bouncing off the furniture and hoping you would chase him. After he got this out of his system, he was calm for the rest of the day. He loved to be outside. He had a dog house but he'd never use it. For some strange reason, he would rather lay on the ground in the cold rain than be in a warm house with no one around.
However, when we were home, he'd be at our feet. He was a very social dog. If we put food down for him just before leaving, he usually wouldn't touch it until we got home. He didn't like to eat alone. Often he'd carry a mouth full of kibble from his bowl into the family room and eat it there while we were watching TV. He had to be close while he was eating.
When you were hurting, sad, depressed or just plain bothered by something, he knew. He'd come by and stay close. He probably helped each of us through multiple tough times just by being there and being friendly. He was always happy to see me and sad to see me go. Now I too am sad to see him go.
We got this dog almost 15 years ago as a birthday present for my son. At the time, my son came into our bedroom every night for weeks crying "I want a dog".
We arranged to pickup a Bichon Frise on my son's 8th birthday. The day of his birthday, the breeders called to let us know they simply couldn't part with the last dog in the litter. We were crushed but we weren't going to let our son be disappointed. We pulled out the paper and rapidly searched for the first small dog we could find. When an 8 year old is expecting a puppy for his birthday, any dog, yes any dog will do.
We found a Schipperke-Poodle mix near Camano island and made arrangements to visit that day. My son selected the loner in the litter. A cute little black puppy.
He reminded my son of one of the Starwars Ewoks named Wicket and so "Wicket" he became. Wicket was an amazing little guy. He was very fast and could turn on a dime. He used to love playing with a much bigger black lab in the neighborhood. He couldn't outrun him but he could outmaneuver him. He was also an amazing jumper. While he was only about 14lbs and maybe 14" off the ground, he could leap over the back of the couch without touching it.
He had his little quirks. He was a sock stealer. He loved to have a piece of my wife near him and would lay with his head on one of her socks when he stole one. In his younger days, he used to have one 15minute period per day of complete wackiness. He'd run around the house a lightning speed, bouncing off the furniture and hoping you would chase him. After he got this out of his system, he was calm for the rest of the day. He loved to be outside. He had a dog house but he'd never use it. For some strange reason, he would rather lay on the ground in the cold rain than be in a warm house with no one around.
However, when we were home, he'd be at our feet. He was a very social dog. If we put food down for him just before leaving, he usually wouldn't touch it until we got home. He didn't like to eat alone. Often he'd carry a mouth full of kibble from his bowl into the family room and eat it there while we were watching TV. He had to be close while he was eating.
When you were hurting, sad, depressed or just plain bothered by something, he knew. He'd come by and stay close. He probably helped each of us through multiple tough times just by being there and being friendly. He was always happy to see me and sad to see me go. Now I too am sad to see him go.
Captains Cat
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So sorry for your loss Roger, you did the right thing. :love :dog
Charlie
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Bill Uffelman
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Been there and done that 3 times and know we will have to do it again at least two more times. Losing a faithful buddy is hard. You have our condolences.
Bill & Jane Uffelman
Usually Las Vegas NV
Bill & Jane Uffelman
Usually Las Vegas NV
Bill Uffelman
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We are active in the Las Vegas Golden Retriever Rescue which provides a website for "lost" Goldens. The following poem is at the entrance.
Bill & Jane Uffelman
Rainbow Bridge
We thought of you with love today.
But that is nothing new.
We thought about you yesterday.
And days before that too.
We think of you in silence.
We often speak your name.
Now all we have is memories.
And your picture in a frame.
Your memory is our keepsake.
With which we'll never part.
God has you in his keeping.
We have you in our heart.
Author: Unknown
Bill & Jane Uffelman
Rainbow Bridge
We thought of you with love today.
But that is nothing new.
We thought about you yesterday.
And days before that too.
We think of you in silence.
We often speak your name.
Now all we have is memories.
And your picture in a frame.
Your memory is our keepsake.
With which we'll never part.
God has you in his keeping.
We have you in our heart.
Author: Unknown
Montana Salty
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Roger,
Although we have never met I want to express my heartfelt sympathy for the loss of your pet. Craig and I are total dog people and in the very near future will be cruising with all three of ours aboard Salty....They are truly a part of the family so hearing of your loss brought me to tears....consider yourself hugged today...
Julie
Although we have never met I want to express my heartfelt sympathy for the loss of your pet. Craig and I are total dog people and in the very near future will be cruising with all three of ours aboard Salty....They are truly a part of the family so hearing of your loss brought me to tears....consider yourself hugged today...
Julie
Pat Anderson
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Roger, we are so sorry - you have our sincere sympathy. Pets just get into your heart, and it is so tough to lose them...
Roger, our hearts go out to you and your family. One of the toughest things I've ever had to do was put down a furry family member who had been with us for nearly 22 years. I swore, "Never again." Then came Molly, who you and many other C-Brats got to meet... she taught us that we have room in our hearts to give more love.
It is clear from your words that Wicket brought great joy to you all, and only wanted to be with you. The loss is very real; probably nothing any of us can say or do that will take that hurt away, but know that you did the right thing for Wicket - the last act of love. You already have wonderful memories, as you've shared. Your friends here share their condolences with you and yours.
Jim & Joan
It is clear from your words that Wicket brought great joy to you all, and only wanted to be with you. The loss is very real; probably nothing any of us can say or do that will take that hurt away, but know that you did the right thing for Wicket - the last act of love. You already have wonderful memories, as you've shared. Your friends here share their condolences with you and yours.
Jim & Joan
Unfortunately, we had to let Misty, our beloved Great Dane, pass on on Thursday of this past week. She was suffering from lymphoma, and the remission that we were able to accomplish finally came to an end after 10 months. We will miss her dearly, but will always treasure our memories of her and her contributions to the joy in our lives. Thanks, and God Bless, Misty! Joe and Family
