Jan. 2019: Around Christmas I started noticing that Isis (my dog) had been drinking a lot more water than usual. I noticed her backbone sticking out more. But I wasn't sure if it was because she's getting older (almost 11) and the fact she's missing a hind leg? I wasn't sure. I also noticed the barn cat had tape worm. So I grabbed him a dewormer, then I picked up one for Isis, too. This did not help with her thirst or her backbone.
Jan 22: To the vet. We had a blood test done, wondering if maybe she had diabetes. Teeth are good, heart is good, kidneys are good. It's her liver. That's not good. We tried 10 days of antibiotics, incase it was an infection of her liver. During those days, she decided she didn't want to finish eating her meals (she loves her food), has a hard time getting her back leg under her, belly started to swell, can't do the steps anymore. Still drinks a lot, poop looks good, doesn't urinate excessively. We bought a high quality canned food to mix into her dry food, which seems to help.
Christmas Eve vs Jan 22 at the vet. She looks fairly normal, except looking back at Christmas pictures, we realized how bony she looks here.
Feb 5: Back to the vet. Belly is huge. I had to put down more mats so she can get around. The vet wants to do X-rays. X-rays show an enlarged liver and possibly her spleen. And a whole belly filled with fluid. Can't see anything else. They took a sample from her belly. The fluid is not clear, but blood-tinged and full of cells. They made a slide and am now waiting to hear what the cells are. They're thinking cancer. She mentioned trying diuretics to help with the fluid and supplements to help her liver, but instead of just guessing and giving her a bunch of stuff she doesn't need, we're waiting for the results. I know she's uncomfortable, so here's hoping we have answers soon.
At the vet on Feb. 5, hoping for answers, but none were given.
Feb. 8: So I called the vet myself after not hearing anything. The vet had said they hadn't seen any cancer cells in the slide. But there is blood and pus in her belly. She said I could try antibiotics again, if I thought they had helped (they did not). She said they only two things she can think of that would be wrong would be cancer or a tear in a bowel somewhere, but neither of those things are adding up. So we can try an ultrasound, and exploratory surgery, a liver biopsy, or take another sample of stomach fluid and have it sent to the lab for testing. I stopped on my way home from work and got some diuretics to see if we can't get some of the fluid off her belly and make her feel more comfortable. So far, it doesn't seem to be working.
Feb 16. Took her back to the vet, as I had decided to do another fluid sample, as the only other option I was considering was the ultrasound and I would have had to take time off work to drive to the city and it would have cost $400. Monday is a holiday, so they won't be able to send the sample off until Tuesday, hoping to have an answer by Thursday.
Feb. 23: Results are back. Still no answers. The lab says either a tumor (still no sign of cancer cells), or a walled off abscess. They suggest a CT scan, but there isn't anyone around who has one. An ultrasound probably wouldn't give us any more answers. I can tell she is now very dehydrated, drinking excessively, not really interested in food. She's very uncomfortable and can't get around due to carrying the extra weight with less muscles on a single back leg. Her leg is also swollen. She's breaking my heart. We could do an exploratory and try to fix what's wrong or make her comfortable. She said I could try antibiotics again, anti-inflammatories, and steroids. I've got the weekend to think it over.
We’ve made out decisions. I will call the vet tomorrow and have her euthanized. Friday will be the day. My heart is broken and I don’t know how I’m going to get through the next few weeks.
I've decided to put this in the pet section, because that's what she was. A pet. I initially got her when a weasel killed my pet Mini Rex, Aurora. Rori was one of a kind. Beautiful, funny, sweet. She was the only rabbit I could take in the house and she wouldn't make a mess. She wanted to be up high. Starting on the floor, she would then jump up my leg to be on the couch, then to my should, the back of the couch, and we had to stop her before she got to the cupboard. She was housed with my sister's rabbit Clover (who I bred and raised myself) who was also killed. When we found out that my mother's farrier had a litter of rabbits born in the barn, we had to check them out.
They had 4 babies born and only wanted to keep one. So I convinced my mother to let us bring the other three home. Haze, Cooper and Smokey. Now, Smokey was mean to my other rabbit, Nibbles, who ran around the yard. Nibbles wasn't the brightest, but was very curious. Smokey attacked Nibbles through the fence and ripped his lip. I told Mom that Smokey had to go, but that she could pick one of the babies from the litter Haze was going to have. She picked Cotton. These four rabbits lived next to each other for several years until I moved to my own place. As soon as I had my barn set up, I brought them all with me.
I had Cooper set asleep about 2 years ago (who was Cotton's best friend). Cotton died last year, leaving my Haze all alone. I decided to put Chester next to her for company. They bonded quickly, and even though the shavings bother Chester's eyes, I couldn't bear to take another rabbit away from Haze. He sat by her side these past few days, as I believe he could tell something was wrong. He was still by her side this morning this morning, even though she had already passed away during the night.
Haze had 3 litters for babies for me. The first two she had 8, the third was just four. I promised she would have no more and that she would spend the rest of her days just being my girl. And that she was.
RIP Haze, I'll miss you
April 2006-March 8, 2016