My Hanny
I am very frightened.
Mom restricts the dogs' water. They pee in the house so she deprives them of this very much necessary requirement to their lives so they don't pee. I don't think she realizes she's being cruel. I think she feels she's giving them enough, but when they climb in the toilet and gulp up the water, they are dehydrated and need to have water. There were a couple of times she took Holly to the vet and she was dehydrated to the point where they put her on an IV. There should always be a bowl of water available on the kitchen floor.
I took to having a bowl of water in my room for Hannah. Nowt the bowl often resides in the bathroom, but it doesn't always have water in it. I give her water before bed. I try to make up for what's lacking in defense of the carpeting. I can't say anything because if I do, I get screamed at about the carpet.
Now, I'm exceptionally worried about Hannah. She's always panting like crazy. If she was my dog, I would be taking her to the vet immediately, especially now that she's started to cough. She coughed a bit over night and then again this morning. Sometimes I think it's just from wolfing down water but I'm getting more and more frightened. Brandy's lung cancer was discovered because he was panting and not drinking when given water. Buster had a terrible coughing fit with me, wouldn't cough in front of Mom and three days later he died from congestive heart failure. History, which I was so afraid of when Mom fell, has me terrified that Hannah has either lung cancer or congestive heart failure. When she was at the vet last month he said she has a grade 2 heart murmur, but that she's had it for awhile. What if it suddenly got worse?? What if the water restriction is causing a more serious issue? My hands are tied, but I'm horrified at the thought of losing my Hanny. She is my sunshine and my soul mate. Please, please God, don't take her from me. At least not yet.