Stable is the Name of the Day

Hi, Friends!

Just a little note to wish you a happy end of September and to let you know I'm stable. I'm still eating tiny meals multiple times a day, but my tummy problems seemed to have settled down. Paws crossed!

Meet my new friend, Brad the Crab.

Thank you, again, for all your wonderful wishes. It's so good to have fur friends.

Xo
Tootsie

Napping with Lili's Arosa Coat

Healing is my top priority this week, which is why I'm taking a lot of naps. I'm taking one right now with my special Arosa coat on.

My Arosa coat was a gift from my special friend Lili. Here's Lili, Mom, and I on a forest road near her Arosa home.

Thanks so much to all my fur-friends who left sweet messages on my posts earlier this week!

When in doubt, a nap is the way to go. There's no such thing as a bad nap.

Back home!

Dear Souls and Kindred Spirits:

Thanks so much for your healing thoughts. I was discharged this afternoon, and I'm now back home.

My special vet, Dr. Pozzi, was really impressed with how much my health improved overnight.

Every extra day is an extra blessing, but today I feel more blessed than usual.

Thanks again for sending lots of healing juju my way. Your power of the paw is pawesome!

Yours,
Tootsie

Power of the Paw

Mid-August 2019: Tootsie and her mom visit Upper Grüenseeli (German for little green lake) near Arosa, Switzerland.

Dear Souls and Kindred Spirits,

Being a senior dachshund poses formidable challenges. In October 2017, I had my first major health crisis due to old age. Liver failure. Mom thought I was going to die in the car en route to the vet. Instead, under Dr Pozzi's special care at Centro Veterinario Scairolo, I made it through my illness and came home a few days later with a new lease on life.

After some relatively minor health issues in December 2017, I enjoyed a very healthy 2018 and an excellent start to 2019.

I had some freaky problems with my tummy at the end of April and, again, in early July. On July 1st I officially turned 14, but I'm probably older than that. July 1st is my Gotcha Day, not my date of birth, which we'll never know. Anyway, in July I also started having trouble sleeping at night.

This past summer, I was lucky enough to spend four amazing weeks in Arosa, in the middle of the Swiss Alps. I enjoyed the cool mountain air, made a lot of fur-friends, and started acting like a puppy all over again, though my night-time issues never went away.

We came home a week ago, and my night woes continued, but everything seemed fine, given my age.
Until yesterday, when my tummy problems came back with a vengeance. I'm now back at Centro Veterinario Scairolo, fighting a bad episode of gastroenteritis under Dr. Pozzi's care.

As of yesterday, I've blessed my forever parents with 8 years and 2 months of unrestrained dachshund love. Now, every extra day is an extra blessing.

Please keep me in your thoughts and prayers.

Yours,
Tootsie Aelggi D'Aoust

Hi fur-friends. I love you!