Mick and I took Poko to the vet last week. She has been having unusual episodes where she momentarily loses her balance, she can't stay on her feet, or she can't walk a straight line. She seems to lose focus, and in one episode I actually wondered if she were blind. The news is not good. Our vet says she is having seizures. Most likely, at her age, they are caused by a brain tumor. I knew it was coming. She is 12 and aging quickly. While searching for a picture of her to post with this entry, I was struck by how much older she looks now than she does in the picture I chose which was just taken in 2009. Now that it is upon us, I just feel so sad.
Apparently we would need a CT scan and/or an MRI to confirm the diagnosis. The vet seemed to be pretty certain that the diagnosis would be confirmed. I guess in 3/4 of the tumors found treatment does nothing to change the eventual outcome. So, we brought her home, and we will spend time with her and love on her until we see signs that it is getting worse. When that time comes, we will go with her to the vet's office and comfort her and pet her and speak softly to her until she is gone. I will not let her linger and suffer.