We are living in a state of constantly checking ourselves to make sure nothing has been left out if we leave a room or an area. With his hair falling out and an incredible thirst that keeps me up at night (he has to go out sometimes five or six times a night...) Not to mention a super gassy tummy that peels the paint off the walls... Ugh. I suspected he may have a hypo thyroid so I took him in for some blood work a few weeks ago. He was diagnosed with Cushings Disease and hypo thyroidism. Welp, that explains the insane hunger he thinks he has...
Apparently these two diseases go hand in hand in older dogs and eating everything insight is one of the major symptoms. We started him on medication and with follow up blood work and some adjusting, we believe the dosage is now correct. He is drinking less water, has more energy and his coat seems to be holding. Unfortunately there is no cure for his brain continuing to make him think he's hungry so I have to stay diligent in not leaving things out.
It's hard to see animals getting old, sometimes their needs overwhelm but at any stage of life serving them is a gift. Jack will be 13 in July and has always been my shadow especially since I got hurt all those years ago, he has never left my side.
His illness is not fatal, not painful and he is a super happy dog. He still runs part of the ranch, perhaps a bit slower than before but still, he's running around and does everything he loves.
So now it's my turn to take extra care of him, after all he sure has been there for me. So I'll remember that at 1, 2, 3, 4 A.M. when he gets me up, eats a cake in it's entirety, a freshly laid egg and/or inhales a sock how much I love him and what a good friend he is.
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