Bingo update

While it’s quiet, I though I’d let you all know, we’ve made it down to the 1.25mg prednisolone daily – yeah!!!  (Still cyclosporine 25mg every 2 days).

It’s been one full month on this dose and he’s still very cute in pink.  No lameness either.  Funny because the joint pain scares me almost as much as lowered bloods because to see him in pain just terrifies me.  He’s on this dose for 2 months and his specialist suggested I could take him to the local vet for a PCV check in the meantime if I had any doubts, but I haven’t bothered.

The one month mark is important as he has previously made it to about 3 weeks before he became lame again many moons back with a drop in his PCV, whereupon dosage had to go back up again.

I had a scare the other day when he ran up the front steps at home and suddenly stopped on the second last step and just froze – something hurt.  He seemed okay immediately after that and I pressed and prodded everywhere and couldn’t find any tender spots.  A day later, I was roughhousing with him and playing tug-of-war with his blanket and again, I think it was his mouth, something hurt and he just stopped.  He’s been fine since though. No problem with stairs, so I’m wondering if he may have knocked his mouth or face going up the stairs that first time.  I’ve looked in his mouth but can’t see anything – wow is he sick of me checking his mouth and prodding all his teeth.  He has no trouble eating dried chicken necks which are quite hard.

Anyway, for the very first time in forever, I’ve noticed a slight different in his desperation for food too.  Whereas before he would bark non-stop until he gets his food, he’ll occasionally now politely wait for his food and only carry on if dad is about, to scare him off  when his food is being prepared – he has it in his head that dad is going to steal and eat his yummy raw chicken.  The polite boy isn’t always there yet though, he still has his ravenous moments like today, when he barked his head off for food and then flew out the front door when I suggested a walk – we don’t walk far in the mornings, he’s just looking for cat poo until I drag him off and he then makes no pretense he’s out for a walk, and heads home – for a treat – of course – after all that walking.

Lots of love to all.

Vally & the lean machine.