Tonight after I finished cooking dinner and had called the boys to get their plates, I saw that Mr. P was getting paper towels and a plastic bag...he was cleaning up dog poop. Our older dog pooped on the floor and she NEVER does that. Then she staggered away, and when I checked on her, her eyes were twitching back and forth and she was tilting her head and panting. After we ate, I was afraid she was in pain, so we took her to the vet school emergency room. I was sure it was over for her. I was crying, Mr. P was trying to comfort me, but he was scared too, and it sucked.
The prognosis is canine peripheral vestibular syndrome. This is GOOD news. Nala (yeah, we got her the summer that Lion King came out) is staying over night at the vet school and will see a doggie neurologist in the morning to confirm the diagnosis. We really want this diagnosis to be correct, as the other choices are cancer or brain tumor and she is 15 years old.
We had just decided on a quick trip to Disney to celebrate our anniversary since Vegas got cancelled for a sick boat. Now Disney is cancelled for a sick dog.
I think the universe is telling us to stick close to home.
message received. will do.