Wednesday, Mike and I went back to the vet’s office. I took pictures this time of his “artwork” on the floor (see the bottom of this post). I also took in a urine sample again. After a brief discussion, it was decided to do another urinalysis and to do a blood work up. I would get a call the next day about the results.
Thursday, Dr. Knepshield called. The blood work up was normal. Kidney function, liver function, everything was normal. Good. But the urinalysis showed a lot of white blood cells. Not good. Some male dogs have raised white cell counts basically because, well, they like to play with their penises. This creates slight irritation that shows up in the urine samples. Gross, but, there you have it. What she wanted to do was have us bring Mike in the next morning and, after getting his bladder full, they’d remove urine directly from the bladder, bypassing the urethra. Ouch!
This morning, we took Mike in at about 10am. She said it would take only a few hours so we did some errands. Eventually, I was exhausted from a headache so we went home. We didn’t hear anything until after 2pm. Mike’s bladder was not co-operating. Dr. Knepshield felt his abdomen when he got there at 10. His bladder was very empty so they put him in a small crate and gave him a big bowl of water. She figured she’d check on him in two hours. At 11:30, she went to check on him and was told it was too late. They said they were watching him and he had simply stood up and peed a river. Refill the water bowl and try to catch him again. But he did it again. And again. They took him out of the crate hoping he’d show a little better sign he had to go but I think that failed, too. Finally, when they called at 2ish, they had him with a partially full bladder and an ultrasound. They needed permission to knock him out so they could do the delicate work of extracting urine from the bladder. It was several more hours before we heard back.
The sample they had was very diluted from all the water he had drank but had no white blood cells. So they sent off the remaining sample to get a culture grown from it. Not that she expects to find anything, but that the experts she will consult with will ask if it was done. And that is where we are now. She’s going to do some research and consult some canine urologists while we wait for the culture to grow. The reason for all this is that she was greatly impressed with the amount of pee Mike can produce. And how he seems to have very little control over it the fuller his bladder is. She was also impressed with our patience and humor with him. I get the feeling he was cute, adorable, but very frustrating to them all today.
My headache was exploding at that point so Lorna went to get him. She said the entire staff seemed to know him and got down on the floor to play as he was leaving. And during their mid-day lull, David, one of the long time techs there, had taken Mike out of his crate to play for a while and Mike was running all over the hospital. What is it about this pup that pulls people to him? What is it about him that makes him so damn adorable?
We have to wait until at least Tuesday before we know anything. One possibility, and I think there are only two at this point, is that they will do a dye test to see how his plumbing is arranged. There might be some sort of problem somewhere. The second possibility is that this is all in Mike’s wee head. That somehow it is a psychological problem, not physical. And even if there is a physical reason, we may still need to deal with the psychology of it, to teach him how to pay more attention to his body.
Mike’s largest art piece to date. It covers about 3′ x 8′ of floor in the living room. Starting with the bottom image, Mike stood up from where he was laying and headed toward the door. Almost there, he started to pee. He then walked away from the puddle to finish his walk toward the door where he then tried to tell us he had to go out.



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