Blind Truman has the most interesting eyes. Because of his Progressive Retinal Atrophy (PRA), his pupils never constrict. He has very little vision, so he needs to let in as much light as possible, and always has that “wide-eyed” look about him. His eyes look deep blue and sometimes bright green, if they catch the glare of a light bulb. This is a rare photo of him blinking… LOL.
An interested fact about PRA … It tends to hit most dog breeds in midlife. But, in greyhounds, PRA asserts itself very early, usually around the dog’s first birthday. Truman came into our Sanctuary when he was just 2, and had already lost most of his vision by then. Night vision goes first, and after some months/years, total blindness follows. But Truman is a trooper and doesn’t let his handicap get him down!
As Momma CoCo goes grey (or white in her case), she’s developing the unique “look” of Eddie Munster!
Roscoe is almost blind. He has no vision at all in his right eye and limited vision during daylight in his left. Although we would love to provide him with new lenses, his advanced age, cancer, and newly developed kidney disease and high blood pressure prevent us from doing the surgery. After some adjustments in diet, supplements and heart medications, we seem to be making strides in the right direction and have seen some improvement in Roscoe’s lab work and his overall well being. More tests coming in the next few months, to make sure he continues to improve.
It’s been over 2 1/2 years since Jilly Bean came to us. She was in the Sanctuary for a full year as we treated her for her resistant strain of heartworms. Once cleared, Jilly moved to the adoptable list, but, sadly, the right home hasn’t come along yet. Jilly can be challenging at times. She prefers to spend her days in her crate, chewing on her collection of nylabones and will shred any and all bedding to her liking. Jilly can be aggressive with other dogs and needs her personal space. She’s very shy with strangers and rarely comes out to meet visitors. She’s happy with us, so perhaps she is meant to stay. We will give her another month or two on the adoptable list and if her forever home never comes, she’ll stay with us and become a Sanctuary dog, once again.
As Momma Sissy ages, her back legs have become weaker and start to tremor a little as she gets tired at meet and greets. But, Momma Sissy doesn’t like to lay down, so we’ve taken to putting her up on our laps when she needs to rest. It’s quite a spectacle and she’s found another way to draw folks to our table.
And, being a lap dog has it’s perks … she can nap comfortably!
Happy Birthday, Miss Beans. Jilly doesn’t like the camera and she isn’t fond of being groomed either. Here’s a rare photo of her checking out the storage closet.
Happy Birthday, Mulberry! She is 8 years old now and still going strong. Although it’s hard to tell from this photo, Mulberry’s face is very gray. She’s had some problems with urinary tract infections over the past few months, as her body has become immune to the small doses of antibiotic that she was taking daily to ward off infections. But, we seem to have her infections under control now, thanks to new medications, daily medicated wipes and Vetericyn spray.
Momma CoCo’s “disability” isn’t really a disability at all. We’ve come to the point where we hardly notice and she’s come to the point where nothing bothers her at all. She can run and maneuver just as well as any other greyhound. We happened to capture this photo when she was exploring the food storage closet (one of the favorite places of all the greyhounds here … HAHAHA). This photo shows how her leg healed after her fall.
Roscoe has been limping the last day or so and we’re worried that the cancer has invaded the bone. Thankfully, radiographs show that the tumor is still confined to the soft tissues and he no longer is limping. We suspect that he must have bumped himself one night and was a little sore. He’s fine now!
Today was a horrible day. We had to send Momma Pepper to the Rainbow Bridge. She was 13 1/2 years old. She was 6 months younger than our Momma Levity and passed exactly 6 months after Levity did. Rest in Peace and Run Free, Momma Pepper. Our hearts are aching.