Diary of tiny street dog with big attitude.
Dear diary. Hooman stuffed Mackey into car and then we went marching. I wasn’t sure where to sleeps so I clack clack clacked here and there all night. Hooman you awake? How about now? How about now? How about now? Then car, marching, car, and HOME. Time for snoozes finally. Hooman why you look so tired? Love Mackey.
Not dead yet! Hahahahhahaha love Mackey.
Dear diary. Lap snuggles time of year, not too hots. Hooman trickered me into the rain closet this week for soapy tortures, now I smell funny. Sometimes I want scramblecheese breakfasts but not dog foods. Many small things happen but no big things for reporting. Mostly just thought you would enjoy my cute facefurs. Love, Mackey.
Dear diary. Foods now and more foods! Also Mackey has so many p*es, and Hooman is so stupid and doesn’t take me outside so I am always p*eing here and there. I was feeling very tired and nothankyou about all the foods for a while but now everything is delicious. Hooman I want more. Now. More. Love, Mackey.
It’s Jessica, posting for Mackey again. We’ve done a lot in the last week - sedated him for X-rays and labwork, got some vague but menacing labwork results back, saw a possible mass in his abdomen on the X-rays, did an ultrasound, saw weird spleen, some big lymph nodes, some angry gut. Aspirated some stuff, no slam dunk answers yet. (For my vet p*eps, elevated globulins/low albumin, very mild ALP elevation, pretty dramatic drop in hematocrit from 60% last year to 30% now, neutrophilia of 23k with some bands, mild monocytosis, 2+ protein in 1.03something urine, round non-cavitated 2.5cm mass at tail of spleen that we couldn’t reach to sample w/o sedation, and extramedullary hematopoesis in spleen and liver, vacuolar changes in liver.) I’m not sure it makes sense to keep looking for trouble because I’ve set some limits on what I would put him/us through - no surgery, no CHOP, nothing that would require a ton of handling against his will. The good news is that steroids have revived his appetite and he is perkier, even back to barking at my long-suffering staff at work. This is him supervising. I’ll keep you posted - not sure what will happen next.
This is Jessica, posting for Mackey because he is very sleepy today. Look at that adorable chin! Mackey hasn’t been eating well for the last few months on and off (worst when I am about to go on vacation, of course, but pretty consistently picky) and his mobility is pretty poor. The last time I thought his likely intervertebral disc disease was getting the best of him, he turned out to be in liver failure, but recent bloodwork was OK. We are going to do some more labs and X-rays (with sedation because SHARK) soon, and he has a neurology consult by phone in a few weeks (again because SHARK). He is a tough kiddo to take care of and I don’t think either of us can tolerate me picking him up to carry him up and down stairs multiple times a day (the PTSD from last year is real). Since NSAIDs could have caused his liver to catch fire last year, I can’t use them now, so trying gabapentin (so sedating) and will probably restart prednisone (so much p*e from such a tiny dog). We might build some stairway ramps but they will still be so steep. I know he is beloved by so many near and far; I’m worried about the little guy again, and just wanted to keep you all up to date.
Dear diary. Summer scritches time is here! Inside is stupid. Love, Mackey.
Dear diary. Hooman finally letting Mackey enjoy the nice warm spots instead of work work work work work. Gotta go nap. Love, Mackey.
Soopers!
Selfie time!!!
Dear diary. Happy Noo. I went to a party! There was nibblecrumbs all over the floor and some hoomans were ok with laps. This year Mackey wants: cheeses, p*es, blanket snuggles, and NO funny touching. HA HA this always what Mackey wants! Love.
Dear diary. MACKEY SO MERRY. Taco time! Love, Mackey.
Dear diary. Long time no Mackeytalk! Too busy running here and there and making p*es. Hooman why you yelling at me? Yesterday when we went to outside for walking, the floor was slippy and Mackey went swooooosh and fell down! And then it happened again! Where my feets are going? No thankyou. No p**p. Fastest p*es. Blanket. Love, Mackey.
Dear diary. MY FAVORITE! Love, Mackey.
Dear diary. Hooman scoopered up all the go-away things and then took Mackey on a go-away! We made a yellow house and walked and walked. Mackey eated a tiny crunchycrab and said nothankyou to body wets in the sea and sleeped with natures. Then best part: home again. Love, Mackey.
Mackey update! Labwork this week showed only one stubborn liver enzyme still elevated (ALT, still around 375), but all the rest + white cells are back down in very normal range. He’s doing great (seen here in the lap of his favorite person on earth) - prancing around, p*eing on every blade of grass, eating well, gaining weight. He strongly objected to his bath experience, but he was wearing an E-collar so I win!! And he smells much better. He has lost his bed privileges after biting my foot (through the blankets) when it invaded “his” space. We are continuing liver support meds and won’t check labs again for a month unless he starts to show me he’s not feeling well again. No news is good news until then. Thank you everyone - you all got me through this crazy. Mackey would also thank you if he wasn’t such a psycho.
Dear diary. Hooman still always creepin on Mackey. But Hooman also giving me so much foods and stickypeanut and cheeses and p*e walks and Mackey feeling pretty happies. Mackey not so sure why I feeled so yucky but seems gonezo now. Love, Mackey.
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Dear diary. Summer scritches time is here! Inside is stupid. Love, Mackey.
Dear diary. MY FAVORITE! Love, Mackey.
Dear diary. Hooman gave me dis and it is MINE. Maybe I can share with you but only maybe. Love, Mackey.
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