It has taken me a few weeks to write this post. On a beautiful sunny summer morning last month, Purl started having seizures. Completely out of the blue. Cluster seizures that were hard to get under control.
She had been absolutely fine and in great health. She was enjoying daily walks in the park and food (like always). This is not anything I saw coming.
With medication, we were able to stop the cluster of seizures, but not able to completely stop the seizures. Within 48 hours, she had trouble getting up on her feet. She developed a head tilt and wobbly gait.
Seizures are never good news. For a senior dog with no history of seizures or toxin exposure, this is especially bad news. Most often, a brain tumor lurks. I called WSU Neurology to schedule a workup, but we ran out of time. Our whole family is devastated.
The cats, particularly Quincy, loved Purl. She was always gentle with them, and … if conditions were right, she would give them a big sloppy kiss on the head.
The morning after our loss, Quincy was meowing and meowing. This in itself isn’t that unusual, as he is a pretty vocal cat. But the repetition on this morning was more than usual. I put Purl’s collars down on the floor with him and then snapped these pics. I did not entice him or otherwise engage him.
The cat’s reaction to the loss of Purl … so sad. But also comforting, too. We all grieve in our own ways.
Here are some of my favorite Purl photos. She came to us about 7 years ago as a terrified foster. She was a ‘foster’ for maybe 5 minutes. I fell for her immediately.
Purl bloomed into a lovely and goofy dog who loved hiking, forests, the beach, the snow, hogging the couches, and her dog treats. Not necessarily in that order.
Run free, my sweet Purl girl.
To honor our time with Purl and how she enriched our lives, I have created some glass dog faces to help other dogs. Please check out Glass for Greyhounds to find out how to adopt one and help other dogs!