I don't understand what it is about this little dog, but from the first moment I saw her, I would do just about anything for her. I still yell at her when she's naughty and I certainly try to be her pack leader ... but I'd do anything for her.

When she gets sick, she melts down. I mean she looks like a puddle of dog. And she gives me these eyes - the "but you make everything better" eyes.

Sunday, she was not feeling well. I woke up with her around 6 a.m. and held her for a while - it was obvious she just wasn't feeling good. As the day progressed into late afternoon, she seemed like she was getting better. More alert, more movement. I relaxed.

Monday morning she was beyond pitiful again and now she was definitely having digestive issues. Stinky ones. So, I called the vet, who luckily had an appointment open at a time when my other half could drive. (Broken right leg = no driving. I'm stuck!)

Turns out she's got a stomach bug. Okay. Not so big a deal. We've got her eating rice (her favourite food anyway) and she's got meds.

She seemed to be getting better yesterday and then ...

... she doesn't want to walk. At all. I put her up on the bed and made her walk a few steps because I always worry about her back legs - I fear she's going to develop back problems in a way I don't worry about our other dachshund. It took a little while, but I could finally see it. She's really not moving one of her back legs - she's dragging it. Very little control. So, despite being up with her for a goodly portion of the night - she wants ME and only ME when she doesn't feel good - I'm waiting up until 8 a.m. so I can call the vet. I don't know why I have to call right at 8 as I still can't drive so I won't be able to get her there before about 4:30 when my other half can drive us.

Meanwhile, I'm trying not to project all of my worry and make her freak out more. I'm not doing too well at that. My brain has apparently decided to lock up in worst-case scenario panic mode and no amount of reasoning is breaking that stalemate.

sigh

UPDATE:
Vet said it's definitely her back, but she still has sensation and some control. She's at the vet's at least overnight so they can give her IV steroids and keep her kenneled and still (and take care of the damn stomach bug that we took her to the vet for on Monday).

:(