Bridget, the Scottie who inspired the Scottish Terrier and Dog News, turns nine years old later this month. Apart from one or two bouts with allergies, she has always enjoyed robust good health. But, as of late, alas, that has changed. In the past two months, Bridget has faced a number of health problems.
It began with a cyst-like bump that’s a few years old but recently started growing. The vet doesn’t think it’s dangerous, but recommended nevertheless that it come off, and we’re going to get it done. Before she could go in for her surgery (just a local anesthetic), however, Bridget developed a sore front paw.
It flared up one afternoon and she couldn’t put any weight at all on it. I heard her crying during the night and nothing had improved by morning so off she went to the vet, rolling along like a Queen in a medically equipped grocery stroller.
The vet saw nothing more than the swollen left paw pads we had noticed. He trimmed back some of her paw fur and gave us an anti-inflammatory spray and told us to keep her quiet. He said if she wasn’t better in a few days, he’d do an X-ray.
Within 24 hours, Bridget was greatly improved. And within 48, she seemed almost completely better.
But that’s not all. On her cyst visit, the vet grabbed Bridget and put her on the scale where she weighed in at a whopping 29 lbs, more than four lbs heavier than her last weigh-in. She was ordered to go on a diet. For the next month, I monitored her food consumption carefully and cut back on meal portions and snacks. I was convinced she had dropped a pound or two.
Well, I was wrong. While she was at the clinic for her paw treatment, she was whisked on to the scale where it was noted she had, in fact, gained several ounces.
I protested. It couldn’t be. She was eating much less.
The vet suggested she might have thyroid problems and said he’d get back to me. For now, I’m still waiting.