I worry about Makiko – a lot. She is my baby, my eyes, my everything. She has been pretty healthy the past many months so I have not had to worry about her much in terms of health – which has been relaxing.
However, the past week or so Makiko has started acting odd. Her guide work is still good, but gets a little different. She has started sneezing, which she hasn’t really done since I got her, coughs a little more, and when she runs a lot she almost always coughs afterward. It’s a really harsh cough – she usually does this cough when she gets fuzz from a toy in her mouth or something similar. So I have been a little worried. I’m waiting to see if it goes away or if we need to schedule an appointment with the vet. It’s a careful balance between taking care of her and making sure she’s okay, and being paranoid.
My first real dog that I had, not a guide dog, was Rusty. He was a beautiful golden retriever but none of us really knew much about really training a dog at that point so he wasn’t the most well behaved. We still loved him dearly. I don’t remember what made us think something was the matter but he started acting weird. We took him to the vet and found out that he had really serious cancer and we just had to try and keep him comfortable until he passed. That was so heartbreaking. That, and then my Daddy dying of cancer that we didn’t know he had, and several other family friends passing unexpectedly, has probably increased my sensitivity to these kinds of things.
Makiko is literally my world. I can’t handle something like that happening to her.