So, while this isn’t something I really wanted to be writing about–I thought it would help ‘explain’ why the posting on the blog is going to be even more sporadic than what it already has been this year.
Well this past week ranks right up there with the early part of February 2018 and October 11th to October 15th 2018.
What do those three time periods have in common?
They’re the weeks that we lost a dog (or dogs—as it was the case for October 2018).
Yesterday, we got the call that no one really wants to get from the vet—Rolex passed while they were prepping her for yet another blood transfusion (they’d been doing partial matches trying to keep her stable while they searched for a ‘perfect’ cross-match).
She’d been in the vets for several days, since she’d relapsed with the hemolytic anemia.
Since everyone agreed that the potential cause of the original hemolytic anemia was the allergy shot from last year, she’d been getting weaned off the immune suppressants—but none of us realized that she also had a grass allergy.
She licked and chewed a spot raw on her leg, and that kicked in her immune system—including the ‘sleeping’ antibodies that her body had made against her blood cells, and that’s all she wrote on it.
So a little about Rolex…
We adopted her from the Stillwater Animal Shelter on Mother’s Day in 2019 (she would have been roughly eight-to-ten weeks old, which is why I’d put her birthday roughly around March 13th).
She started showing her personality very quickly after we brought her home. She loved ‘watching’ people—whether it was from the vantage point of sitting on someone’s lap, the top of the table, or her ‘own’ chair.
She also loved giving people ‘kisses’—whether you wanted them or not. Like crawling up on the back of the recliner and giving my dad a ‘kiss’ from behind.
That was one of her favorite spots—sitting behind people.
She did get a little ‘jealous’ when I adopted Chaos right before Christmas in 2019 (I’d just resigned from my position, and while I’d been wanting to travel in 2020—obviously I’d had a premonition that it wouldn’t work and decided to adopt a puppy instead).
I remember several times sitting outside with Chaos on my lap—Rolex would jump up and sit on him, and they did ‘argue’ from time to time on who could sit on my lap.
But they became best friends, and Rolex was an absolute angel when it came to playing with Chaos. He likes to play rough, and she put up with it—I know for a fact that they’d nipped each other at times a little too hard, but they always forgave and continued playing.
I don’t know how many other dogs would put up with Chaos chewing on their ears—but Rolex did.
Rolex (like all dogs) had numerous nicknames: Roly Poly, Rollo, and gargoyle.
The first two may be obvious on how she got them—slight play off of her name.
The third was based on the fact that she’d lean over the back of the couch for treats, especially when I called them into the house for a ‘timeout’.
She was also our little ‘drama queen’, where she’d lie around and ‘talk/sing’ to get attention (or just scratch her back on the rug or out in the backyard).
She would cuddle; demand attention, and keep watch all at the same time—she was our Rolex the watchdog and Rolex the gargoyle.
While I wish she were still with us (don’t ask me who I’d trade in her place), I’m just glad that she isn’t suffering anymore.
Also, I would like use this as a public service announcement—to be careful when considering allergy shots for your animals.
There are side effects for any shots (including vaccinations) for humans and animals.
Immune-mediated hemolytic anemia is one of the more rare side effects.
But it can also be one of the more costly (and deadly) side effects.
So—ask your vet what are the possibilities of your animal developing immune-mediated hemolytic anemia from the allergy shot, and decide on your own if the slight risk is worth it.
While I’m a believer in vaccines and booster shots—I’ll be avoiding the allergy shots for Chaos and all future dogs and cats that I may adopt in the future.
Run free at the rainbow bridge, Rolex. I hope that Sami (our neighbor’s dog who passed last year) was there to greet you and introduce you to the rest of the pack.
Help them keep an eye on us—we’ll be okay, it will be tough for awhile, but we have the others to see us through; and until we meet up at the rainbow bridge—I will always love and miss you, my little gargoyle.