My Norwegian Elkhound Silky developed primary glaucoma at the age of 2 1/2 years. She started with a sore eye which the vet (not our usual) thought was iritis. The medication made it worse, so we rushed her to our regular vet and told her Silky had glaucoma (Silky's maternal grandfather had sired an affected litter earlier)
The very next day we were with a specialist who put her on Daranide tablets. Within 3 days we were on a 400 mile journey to a specialist eye hospital with a 2 yr old child in tow. We came home minus dog who stayed to have operations on both eyes to fit tubes to help the drainage. 2 weeks later we collected a thin, hoarse little girl who had pined and barked the whole time. She wore an elizabethan collar, which wouldn't fit through the train door.
After such a dreadful start, she recovered quickly (we didn't). Things went really well for 12 months then the implant in one eye became blocked and the sight in the other eye gradually faded. The whole time she had regular pressure checks and blood tests to check potassium levels and I became an expert on glaucoma! Sadly the eye where the implant had blocked had to be removed and the sight in the other eye went completely, so she was able to have the glands which produce the fluid killed off to enable us to take her off medication altogether.
We now had a 4 year old totally
blind dog and wondered whether euthanasia would be the kindest option. To our
utter amazement, the blindness didn't bother her at all. She went everywhere
with us; shops holidays; strange houses; dog meetings without a care. She ran
loose off lead and trusted us to tell her if there were obstructions. We told
her up and down at steps and curbs. She would jump on and off furniture and
explore strange gardens without a qualm. When we later saw the eye specialist
again she ran to him across a room littered with chairs and tables without
bumpimg into one and he refused to
Silky lived a happy, fulfilled,
loved and loving life in darkness for a further 9 years until she finally
crossed the bridge one day after Christmas 2000. So to anyone out there who
sheds as many tears as we did- there is hope and happiness after blindness. We
will never forget what she went through at the beginning but we will never
regret letting her live and enjoy life as much as we enjoyed living with
Sorry, I don't have a picture of
Dutchess to send, but I can describe her quite well. She is a black cocker
spaniel, with a white streak under her neck. She has a long snout and when
you call her name, she slightly tips her head to one
Dr. Joughin is a Toy Poodle, born April, 1990. He is owned and loved by blinddogs member Bea, and also by Monty (Toy Poodle) and cats Eve, Pierre, Simba. Dr. Joughin is blind from cataracts and PRA.
Dr. Joughin is a white/apricot shaded toy poodle. I purchased him when he was two months old. He was the biggest of the litter, totally adorable, and picked me out right away.
When Dr. Joughin was four months old, he went to Europe and New England. He has been on cruises and all over Canada and Mexico. Just like Will Rogers, he never met a person he didn't like. Always friendly and affectionate, yet very independent. He loves all visitors and welcomes them all to our home.
When Joughin was five, my niece wanted a poodle just like him. She had fallen in love with him each time she visited. We offered to get one for her--as a gift--so we went shopping. A friend told us about a litter just born to an Air Force Captain-not a professional breeder. When we picked out the poodle for my niece, there was still one left alone and grieving in the corner--the runt of the litter. Well, we couldn't turn him down, and ended up buying the little one as a companion to Joughin.We called him Joe Montana because I am a 49er fan, big time!!
When Joughin was seven, he began going blind! I took him to the University of California at Davis, but nothing could help. It is a story similiar to a lot of the owners on Blind Dogs: At first, the local vet didn't think anything was wrong, but, of course, there was. He has Cataracts as well as PRA, but the specialists feel it would be an unnecessary pain to remove them.
Joughin is so brave and full of spirit. The only thing is, he does not run anymore--but he still trots briskly after his balls with the bells, and jumps into the unknown, totally unafraid. He knows when we are near home-after a ride-I don't know how, but I believe the intervals between the turn signals tell him that these are our streets, and we are home again.
Monty looks after him--and gives up the ball on a simple command. He is a wonderful dog, too. We have two 18 year old cats, Eve and Pierre, who are beginning to fail noticeably. We also have a 12 year old cat, Simba, who is still in great shape.
The rhythm of life goes on, I know, but each day I
have Joughin to hold and to love, I count it a blessing. He is my
bright and shining star--and I don't know what I will do when he goes.
Hopefully, he will live as long as most poodles do-and then again, I
am 71, so who knows what lies ahead?
Ray Charles-I thought everyone was blind!
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Last Date Updated 4/9/2000