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When my dogs were puppies I purchased an agility starter set for our backyard. It was summertime and I thought it would be an exciting activity for my high-energy pups. Fun was had by all as they learned to jump, run through the tunnel, and work the weave poles. I soon knew that I would look for an agility class once the girls were older.

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Aspen and Malibu enjoying a tug in the tunnel.

A year later Malibu and I began attending weekly classes and I immediately fell in love with the sport.  Initially, Malibu’s reactivity was kept at bay because her food motivation kept her focus on me. But it wasn’t long before Malibu began to make it clear that she did not enjoy playing with other dogs nearby. A few new dogs joined the class which worsened the situation.  Malibu would lunge at most of the dogs that got too close to her. Whenever Malibu went over threshold, the instructor, who I will refer to as Cindy, would ask me to take Malibu off to a corner of the room. While there, I would use attention games to calm Malibu down and regain her focus.

In short time, Malibu’s behavior began to put a damper on our group classes. It was hard to concentrate on the agility tasks while managing Malibu’s reactive outbursts. On top of that, I was embarrassed and wished that my dog behaved like the other dogs in class. I cannot say enough kind words about the other members of the group. Despite Malibu’s issues, I was never made to feel unwelcome.

In fact, I became close friends with another woman in the class. Joanne attended class with her Shetland Sheepdog, Charlie. For some reason, Malibu never reacted towards Charlie. In fact, she was so comfortable with Charlie that they could take walks together and even share an ex-pen.  Joanne was able to empathize with my situation since her other dog had reactive tendencies. Once in awhile Joanne and I would rent the agility facility or field for private practice. When it was just Joanne, myself, and our dogs, it was perfect. Malibu was able to relax and practice the agility skills that would be required if we were to begin competing.

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Malibu works the weave poles during a private practice session.

Over time Cindy, the instructor, began to lose her patience with Malibu. During one class Malibu stole a treat off of another dog’s target plate so Cindy picked Malibu up, rolled her on her back, and held her there. That really ticked me off because another dog had done the same thing and it either went unnoticed by Cindy or it didn’t warrant a consequence.  After that incident Cindy no longer suggested that I separate Malibu from the group. Instead, Cindy wanted me to correct Malibu the way she had demonstrated, but I was not comfortable doing that to my dog.

Cesar Milan’s show, The Dog Whisperer, was popular during that time so Cindy’s technique was not foreign to me, but I preferred that it not be used on my seven pound dog.  At the time it just seemed mean to do that to a dog. Being naive, I did not understand the emotional and psychological damage that is inflicted upon a dog when they are on the receiving end of an individual who utilizes dominance theory in order to change a behavior.

The final straw broke during an agility workshop at Cindy’s house. It was a hot summer morning and we had decided to take a brief break. We all knew that Cindy had recently gotten a puppy, but I had no idea that she would bring it out while we were there. As soon as I saw the puppy enter the backyard I became nervous. I knew  how Malibu would react if it came near us. There was no time to exit before Cindy began to proudly parade her puppy towards the group. Malibu lunged and growled as soon as the puppy invaded our space and Cindy went off on us in front of everyone. She screamed, “You’re not going to do that to MY dog”. There were a few more words from Cindy as all eyes were on me. I stayed for the rest of the workshop, but my heart wasn’t in it.

Looking back, I wish I had just taken Malibu and left with my head held high. Why did Cindy need to show off her puppy while Malibu was present? Cindy was fully aware of Malibu’s reactivity and should have known better. If she had asked me to take Malibu and leave the backyard for a few minutes while she brought her puppy out to meet everyone I would have been fine with that.

After that experience I knew that I would be ending my relationship with Cindy. Malibu deserved better, and so did I. From the beginning, Malibu was treated differently than the other dogs in our class. She was bullied by Cindy and I allowed it to happen. To this day I feel tremendous guilt when I think about Malibu’s first agility class. I assumed that the instructor had Malibu’s best interest in mind and knew what she was doing. This was my first foray into any type of dog sport, so what did I know? Since then, I have learned that it is my job to be my dogs’ advocate. If something doesn’t seem right I need to speak up, and if deemed necessary, take my dog and just walk away.

Happy Min-dependence Day

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Beach Day

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Easter 2018

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Happy Birthday, Twinkie

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Happy Birthday in Heaven, Twinkie. I miss you more than words can say…

Christmas 2017

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Happy 10th Birthday!

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Quest

 

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Aspen

 

 

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Tiny World

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   Having a reactive dog changes your world. It makes your world smaller. Having more than one reactive dog makes it smaller yet. You find yourself living in a tiny world, one in which you are forced to micromanage every trip away from home. Places that are perfect for dog walking have to be avoided, or at the very least, visited during off hours. Even then, a constant state of vigilance is required in order to prevent encounters with other dogs.

   When I first found myself in the situation of raising a trio of reactive dogs, I thought that I could “fix” the problem. Eventually I would find the right veterinarian, trainer, book, or program that would put all of my Min Pins in a row. Well, here I am, nine years later. Not a lot has changed.

   After acquiring my Min Pins I truly believed that they would be able to do everything that I did with my first Min Pin. Vacations and trips were always packed full of dog friendly adventures with my beloved Twinkie. I had envisioned similar experiences for these girls and was heartbroken when I realized that was never going to be a reality.

   One-dog outings are the best option because even my most reactive dog, Quest, is much more manageable when she is not accompanied by her pack. With full-time jobs, my husband and I usually do not have enough time for anything but group outings. With the exception of neighborhood walks, almost all other trips include everyone. That being the case, we are extremely limited in the places we can go.

 

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Spring 2017 – Enjoying a rare day trip

 

   To add to the frustration, one of our most frequent walking areas seems to have outgrown our welcome. A nearby church parking lot, one of our two safe havens, is no longer the dog-free environment that it was for the past few years. More people have discovered it and are enjoying it with their dogs on a regular basis which means that we must remain on high alert whenever we are there.

   Not all of my dogs are reactive. Aspen “outgrew” her reactivity years ago when I began using desensitization and counter conditioning. Living in a tiny world, Aspen draws the short stick because she is my one dog who can go anywhere without a problem. Although she is a “barker” at home, her behavior is excellent when out in public and around other dogs. Whenever our walks are cut short or derailed in any way due to the reactive behavior of my other two dogs, I always feel bad for Aspen. She deserves more, and with the exception of rare solo trips, her world is much smaller than it needs to be.

 

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Spring 2017 – Church Walk

 

As disappointing as it is, living in a tiny world is not the worst thing in the world. It took me awhile, but over time I learned to accept the situation. I know that I will always be limited as to where I can take my dogs and I am finally ok with that.

Halloween 2017

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Turbulent Tummies

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Aspen has blood coming out of her butt. I had just come out of a Starbucks about thirty-five minutes from home when my husband called to deliver this alarming news. Trying to remain calm, I told him that I would be there as quickly as possible and to have Aspen ready to go the emergency veterinarian hospital. It was Sunday, of course, and our regular vet was closed. The drive home seemed endless and I tried to avoid imagining worst case scenarios which proved to be a difficult task.

When I arrived home Aspen was no longer bleeding and seemed fine which slightly eased my worries. The hour-long drive to the hospital appeared to be a carefree ride in the car for Aspen as she showed no signs of being ill.

At the hospital Aspen was examined by a vet and a blood sample was taken. In a short amount of time our eighteen month old dog was diagnosed with hemorrhagic gastroenteritis.

Hemorrhagic gastroenteritis, also known as HGE, is an acute illness that can become life threatening in a short time if not treated immediately. The chief symptom of HGE is bloody diarrhea, ranging from bright red drops to a “raspberry jam” consistency. Dogs suffering from HGE may also exhibit vomiting, with or without blood, and lethargy.

Although HGE has been diagnosed in large dogs, it is more commonly seen in toy and small breed dogs. Veterinarians are not sure what causes this illness, but theories include bacterial infections, parasites, food allergies, and/or stress.

Fortunately, Aspen’s HGE was caught in a very early stage. Since that first episode, both Aspen and Malibu have had multiple bouts of HGE, with some cases being mild and others more serious. Several cases have required overnight hospitalization, but usually an IV fluid treatment and medication is all that is necessary. Metronidazole is prescribed and given for a week or two.

At some point in time, it was recommended that we change Aspen’s diet to Hill’s Prescription i/d.  This particular food is given to “promote gastrointestinal health”. A couple of years later, after another HGE episode, Aspen was switched to a different Hill’s formula. Believing that her HGE may be caused by a food allergy, Aspen’s vet prescribed z/d, which is hypoallergenic. We gave it a try even though I did not feel that the HGE was caused by Aspen’s diet. If the food Aspen was eating was causing the issue, she would have had symptoms more than a few times a year. Finally, we returned Aspen to her original diet, Wellness.

Despite the clinical symptoms of HGE lasting only a few days, a couple of Aspen’s bouts led to significant weight loss over the months following her illness. The reason for this is unknown.

Skinny Aspen

The last HGE episode that required a visit to the vet for Aspen was about a year ago. The vet recommended that Aspen remain on the Metronidazole indefinitely, but I was not in agreement.

Seeking a second opinion I scheduled an appointment with a veterinarian gastroenterologist. The doctor provided me with additional information about HGE and stated that she does not consider it a disease, but rather a symptom of a disease.  Lab work was ordered to rule out Addison’s Disease and Maldigestion disorder. Test results were negative and Aspen was diagnosed with chronic, intermittent colitis. Like Aspen’s regular vet, the specialist  recommended that an antibiotic be given indefinitely.

Tylan was prescribed rather than Metronidazole with the goal of using the lowest dose needed to avoid symptoms.  In June of 2016 Aspen began taking two Tylan capsules a day. By December of that year she had been weaned to one capsule every third day. That did not last long because Aspen’s symptoms returned and the dosage was increased to one capsule a day. Last month I lowered the dosage to one capsule every other day.

I recently began giving my dogs probiotics with the hopes of preventing future episodes of HGE. Not everyone agrees that probiotics are worth the expense, but some tout the many benefits of giving them to our pets. “Boosting your dog’s immune system is probably the most important role of probiotics”, states Dogs Naturally Magazine. They add that, “A good balance of probiotics helps reduce inflammation throughout your dog’s body and that lowers their susceptibility to chronic disease.”

Although HGE can be a serious and life-threatening illness, I have been fortunate enough to identify its earliest symptoms in my dogs and seek treatment. Not knowing the exact cause of HGE is frustrating. Perhaps there are multiple causes, not just one. The important thing is treating it when it does happen.

Update – August 11, 2017

Quest, my Min Pin who has never required medical treatment for HGE, spent a few days in an animal emergency hospital last week. The diagnosis: hemorrhagic gastroenteritis. What began as gurgle guts and attempts at grass grazing on a Saturday morning transitioned to bloody diarrhea and vomiting in the predawn hours of Sunday. Off to the hospital we went. Initially, Quest was given fluids and sent home with Metronidazole, Panacur, and cans of Hill’s i/d.

By Sunday evening Quest was sicker, having episodes of bloody diarrhea every thirty minutes and exhibiting pain, so we returned to the hospital. Quest was admitted as we tried to figure out what caused her to get sick. She was sicker with HGE than my other two have ever been, and once again, we had no answers.

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Visiting Quest in the hospital

Fortunately, Quest appears to have completely recovered from this mysterious illness. She completed her medications earlier this week and has resumed her regular diet.

With Quest’s recent ordeal, I have more questions about HGE that will go unanswered. In addition, I now firmly believe that genetics plays a role in this illness. Aspen and Malibu have been dealing with HGE for years, but somehow Quest was able to avoid it until now. My husband and I often joke that Quest has a cast-iron stomach, but I guess we will not be saying that anymore because Quest just became a member of the HGE club.

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