My Story

To me, a dog is not just a dog. He or she is family.  When they get sick, there is nothing in the world that I want more than for them to feel better, and fast.  I treat my sick dogs the same as I do my human children.  The more love and care that they receive, the faster they feel better.

My Sick Dog’s Life  (Reesie’s Story)

One of my babies was epileptic. I rescued her from a puppy mill, which is something that I’ve never heard of at the time. When I found out what it was, I was devastated. I wanted to go back and get the other puppies, but it was too late.

I brought Reesie home, gave her a bath, fed her and played with her. That’s what some people think is what you’re supposed to do with a dog. But there is so much more!

Aside from the normal vet visits, keeping shots up-to-date, keeping her well groomed, and keeping her fed well, I had to take a few extra steps than most people.

She was playing in the hall one day and bumped her head on the wall. At the time, we thought she had just given herself a concussion and left it at that. We coddled her for a few days, and then she was better – so we thought.

My Sick Dog is Actually Epileptic!

One day I came home to her flailing horribly on the kitchen floor. I was horrified and afraid and I started to panic. I was on the phone with the vet within a minute, and rushed her to the hospital.

As it turned out, she was epileptic. It was never decided as to if she was born with it, or if the hit on the wall started it. But it didn’t really matter – she was sick and I was her mom and I had to make her better.

Caring for Your Sick Dog

After finding out that she was epileptic, there were a few different roads that I could go down. One, which, unfortunately, too many people do, was to ‘put her down’. I said that is not an option – I would not kill my baby because she is sick!

Next came the option for the treatment plan. It took two years to get the meds right, and those were pure hell. She would get better and then her body would get used to the meds, and they had to either be upped or changed.

We spent many sleepless nights together. I tried searching for information online, but not too much would come up that I already didn’t know.

As the years went by, we knew that we wouldn’t have her for too much longer. I tried different brands of pet food, which the ‘mom’ part of me knew was right.  The vet said the food didn’t matter.  In fact, a few vets said the same.

Learn to Rely on Your Own Instincts

It’s funny, actually, that when I went with what my own gut was saying, she started to have less and fewer seizures. Aside from other things, the food she was eating DID make a difference!

I finally found food that she could eat, and I made my own soft food for her as well.  She was doing well for the next few years.  Her seizures became much less severe, and much less frequent.

Unfortunately, when she was 8 years old, she was in mid-air of jumping on my bed when she let out a horrible scream.  I will never forget that sound for as long as I live.

I immediately took her to the vet, and they said she had slipped a disc in her back.  It may heal, it may not.  I couldn’t afford thousands of dollars for a surgery, and I wasn’t about to let her go.

That was one of the worst mistakes I had ever made.  The vet put her on more meds and steroids, hoping the problem would resolve itself in time.  Well, it didn’t.

She got worse by the day and all I could do was hold her and cry. But she was still eating, drinking, and playing.  I thought she was ok.  She was sick, I knew, but didn’t quite know HOW sick and hurt she was.

One morning she had a seizure, and never came out of it.  I let her outside to get some fresh air, and to let her go to the bathroom.  She just wandered around the yard as if she had no idea where she was or what she was doing.  She never did come out of that seizure.  That morning, I had to take her to the emergency vet and let Reesie have peace.

I know that she is having fun now, without pain or worries, and hope to see her again one day.

I cried the entire time I was writing this.  She passed away 3 years ago, and sometimes I swear I can still hear her.  We do have another furbaby now, and love her to death.  And, yes, I do still go through sickness with her sometimes, as all pet owners (parents) do.

With this website, I hope to bring answers to people with questions, and not have to spend money on a so-called online vet, which I also did with one of my cats.

I hope to be able to help pet parents find out what is wrong with their dog and help them to make them better. If only for moral support, I am here. I know firsthand how much it hurts to see your dog sick. A dog is NOT ‘just a dog’ to me. I do have 2 sons, (human sons) and I treat my dogs and cats just like I do my human sons.

I will be building many different pages on this site, and will cover whatever I can. Since there are so many things that can happen, I will gladly help you the best that I can.

If you ever need a hand or have any questions, feel free to leave them below and I will be more than happy to help you out.