Mr Max turns 13 today, against all medical prognosis, but the last 6 months have been hard. As I type this he's pacing, it's almost 1 am, he won't pee outside (he pretty much doesn't give a flip about where he pees inside as long as it's not on the pee pad), his vision is much diminished to where sometimes only the highest contrast is visible, though sometimes it's better. He's decided his food is poison so we've been feeding whatever he'll eat as often as he wants, he puts himself to bed quite often, doesn't really care about his toys and his rear legs give out at first when he stands. He frequently falls off his dog beds and paces frequently, making a loop through the house.
Some of this is chemo brain I think. His mouth tumor is well controlled, almost flat and growing normal skin cells, I need to follow up about the treatment plan. I'm just worried about his quality of life. When I mention it to my vet she kinda waves me off. I've done the quality of life scale but it's hard because those questions also consider our ability to manage his issues, which we can and do. That doesn't mean it's great for him. I'm in uncharted territory here. He is in no pain and wants for nothing but I want to make the right decisions for him. Damn it, this isn't for sissies.
Max "the ninja"-American Cocker Spaniel G-day 3/2009
Charlie "the middle child"- Orange Tabby G-day 7/2005
Sadie - Grey Tabby 9/1996-8/4/2012 RIP