My dog, Max, who most know I was taking to the vet several times last week, in a limp, comatose kinda state, and where he stayed a few nights is doing good. He is hypoglucenic and it was causing his sugar (glucose) level to bottom out and take him down to a very dangerous state. I mistakenly thought they were talking diabetis, but its the opposite. His sugar level is dropping suddenly and fast, where diabetic would cause the sugar level to increase due to lack of insulin.
I'm treating him with 2 small meals in the mornings and 2 small meals in the evening.. (Pedigree canned puppy food)with a small dose of Kero syrup in the morning and before bed at night. He is active, and returning to normal for the most part. It's obvious he is not 100% but he is getting there. His tempeture Saturday night was 101.3, right where it is suppose to be.
Thank all of you for you support, kind words and prayers. Being able to share this situation here meant a lot to me. He was sick, and I was nuts. LOL
This is great news John ... and yes you and Max have been in my prayers still ... keep us up-to-date ...
This calls for a celebration ... I found an old 'dog' joke ... better yet, it's an old 'Johnny' joke with a dog being the center of attention ... here goes:
"Late again!" the third-grade teacher sternly said to little Johnny.
"It ain't my fault this time, Miss Russell. You can blame this one on my Daddy. The reason I'm three hours late is my Daddy sleeps naked!"
Now, Miss Russell had taught grammar school for thirty-some-odd years. Despite her mounting fears, she asked little Johnny what he meant by that. Full of grins and mischief, and in the flower of his youth, little Johnny and trouble were old friends,...... but he always told her the truth.
"You see, Miss Russell, out at the farm we got this here low down fox. The last few nights, he done ate six hens.
Last night, when Daddy heard a noise out in the chicken pen, he grabbed his double barreled shot gun and said to my Ma, "That fox is back again... I'm a gonna git him!'' "Stay back," Daddy whispered to all us kids!
"My Daddy was naked as a jaybird -- no boots, no pants, no shirt! He sneaked out to the hen house, just like an Injun on the snoop. Then, he stuck that double-barreled 12-gauge shot gun through the window of the coop. As he stared into the darkness, with a fox on his mind, our old hound dog, Rip, had done woke up and comes sneaking up behind Daddy. Then, as we all looked on, plumb helpless, old Rip done went and stuck his cold nose in my Daddy's crack!"
"Miss Russell, we all been cleanin' chickens since three o'clock this mornin!" --
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hi my dog was comatosed. due to drinking 4 cans of stella. supplied by nephew behind my back. now he seems to have a dependancy. he will deliberatly knock over my alcoholics friends beers so he can drink them. my wife and i. are in the process of getting a divorce due to his alcoholism. i dont know who to choose. the dog or the wife. since the royal babies birth he has gone on a huge bender and is now being aggresive towards me when hes drunk can anyone offer me advice or help
Welcome to MIP Maco, ... ... ... yeah, when your dog has finally had enough pain, he'll come to you for help ... for now, just try to stay out of his way ... be patient ... just be there for him when he decides he has a problem ...
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I'm glad to hear you and your dog are well John....They are family. Welcome Maco...I think Pappy offers some good advice....That does sound like a ruff one.
