Jerry's Dribbling

Jerry's got trouble with dribbling...so off we went to our country vet's office with the our reluctant almost-geriatric rottweiler in tow and urine sample in hand. We adopted him from our local Humane Society when he was five and "just neutered".

Here he is on his second day with us wanting inside and that's been his goal ever since - to spend every day, all day, inside snoozing. He's the most paw-draggin' dog I've ever known and when reluctance is added in, he moves at a snail's pace. I love him, but he's the exact opposite of my previous rottweiler, Max, who was high energy when he wasn't resting up for his next playtime.

"Well, his sample shows a high level of red blood cells. I'm afraid he may have a bladder tumor." Not words we had hoped to hear from our vet. "But we'll try a couple of weeks of antibiotics in case it's only a urinary tract infection." Aaww, Jerry, wouldn't you know you'd be the uncommon neutered male dog who is troubled with incontinence (normally a female problem and rare in male dogs.) Luckily for everyone Jerry is so laid-back that he didn't fuss at all the poking and prodding that was required for his exam even though he would have liked to avoid the prostate exam. What male wouldn't?

After paying the considerable bill and making an appointment two weeks out for a recheck of his urine we were free to return home and let the worrying begin. The patient is currently sleeping, oblivious to my concern.