Sorry Paris got bad news at the vet. My dachshund went blind in her last years and there were times you did not even know it. She adapted very well. She still knew people and could navigate the house well. She did start to limit her excursions to about 3 locations in the house and always went to the same spot outside. She seemed more confident in the house but still enjoyed going outside and getting the fresh air. She would stand out in the yard with her muzzle upwards, I think enjoying the feel of the sun on her face. She lived to be 17 1/2 -- which is quite old for a dachshund. She lost her hearing too. That was more noticeable than the sight loss as she would not come when called anymore. I had to physically go get her, put my hands on her and sort of guide her back towards the door. Then she knew what I wanted and would go along on her own. She loved to be petted and have her belly rubbed -- even more so after she started losing her senses. I think the sense of touch became even more important for her. I tried to make a point of giving her a little more hands on.
Some suggesting putting her to sleep. I could never do that. I told them if they could see her moments of joy, the times she sort of hopped like a puppy (maybe only once or twice and a little arthritic at that but still a hop), the times that crooked old tail of hers would wag like crazy, they would know that she still had life to live. God would let us know when her time was done and He did. May she RIP. |