Hi, I'm Donna. I got my first shih tzu, Tippi, November 29, 1997. I bought her from a breeder in Mississippi (shame on me and I know this now) and was told she was 8 weeks old. When I received her AKC Registration paperwork, the birth date was October 31, 1997. That would have made her 29 days old when I got her. None the less, she has been "our child" for almost 16 years. My husband, children and I could not love her more. She has had bladder stone surgery twice, tendon surgery on her front left paw (sliced it open on a broken bottle at the neighbors house) and surgery on her back left leg (jumped off the bed wrong). We have spent countless dollars on this baby and would do all over again if needed.
She had her first and only litter, five girls, on April 7, 1999. AKC registered litter. It was a hard delivery and I had to help her get each baby out of their birth sack. I had her fixed after this. She was a great mom and the babies were beautiful and healthy. Well, as great a mom as she was, she kept taking one puppy away from the litter and putting her under my bed. This happened several times so I moved her and the babies into my bathroom. She moved the same puppy away again several times. There didn’t seem to be anything wrong with the baby so I started bottle feeding her and got her fat and happy. My mother-in-law took two babies when they were about five weeks old and Tippi started feeding the other puppy. I named her Tia. Two friends took the other two puppies at 8 weeks. I kept Tia, the reason for this post.
Tia was absolutely beautiful. I always said she should have been a show baby (AKC Dog Shows!) because she had the face of an angel and I told her so! The face of an angel…
Monday, September 13, 2010, I took them both in to have their bloodwork for their annual dental cleaning. The next morning I dropped them off at the vet’s office and went back home. Within a couple hours the vet called and said we have a problem with Tia’s bloodwork. I said no, you mean Tippi. He again said Tia and I said NO, Tippi has always been the sick one, Tia has NEVER been sick a day in her life. When he finally convinced me that Tia was indeed sick, I fell apart. Auto Immune Hemolytic Anemia. She was put on medication and monitored with follow-up bloodwork. I researched and read everything I could and I cried a thousand tears.
Last Christmas she got a cough that wouldn’t go away. I called and they said it was kennel cough, but didn’t want me to bring her in. I picked up her medication and gave it to her as prescribed. The cough didn’t go away so he gave her another round of antibiotics. Still they didn’t see her in the office and the cough got worse and she began to pant really bad. I contacted another vet and made an appointment. They examined Tia and took x-rays, enlarged heart with fluid around it. She was put on medication and she started getting better. Two months ago the cough was back so I took her in for a checkup. They changed her meds and told me they suspected she had cushing disease and set up an appointment for her to be tested. Again, I researched and read everything I could about Cushings Disease. I said, ok, no cure but can be managed with medication. We can do this. Friday, August 9, 2013, I took her to the office and left her to be tested and went back that afternoon to get her. Tia’s vet was out of town, which I didn’t know, so the other vet in the office came out to talk to me. She said it was Cushings and a bad case at that. They said they ordered her prescription from a compounding pharmacy and would call me when it came in. The next day she was panting more than usual. I tried to keep her calm and gave her lots of water.
Sunday, I called the office and the second vet said to bring her in. She died on the way to the office. We buried her, but I am at a loss for words (doesn’t look like it, but I am). Monday her vet called me to discuss the results of the test and “our plan” for Tia. HELLO? Did the second vet not even tell Tia’s vet what had happened…no. I had to tell her. She said it sounded like a blood clot. I just don’t understand how Tia could be fine Friday and dead Sunday. I mean I know she was sick but, I never imagined she would die that soon…
Help me understand this, please.