I'm so incredibly sorry that Miss Bea had to leave.
I remember saying at the time of her arrival that it was a good thing you weren't closer. She seemed like my kind of Greyhound. Every subsequent post confirmed it. I adored her from afar. But after her bad bounce, she was right where she belonged. She knew it too, way before you did. I was thrilled when you finally admitted it.
You had a good long run together. I wish it could have been even longer.
Godspeed Miss Bea.
Happy 13th Miss Bea!
I'm sure you enjoyed your celebratory weekend and all the excellent noms.
You are a very special lovely girl, Miss Bea.
Miss Jan and the other campers-->
I'm so very sorry. He was such a lucky boy to be able to return to you when Pat could no longer care for him. I wish he could have stayed longer.
Godspeed Gizmo.
Glad he's doing well.
I tried a cone on a Greyhound (Piper) once. The cone had to be ginormous to get past the end of her nose. She couldn't go anywhere without crashing it into something. Poor dog. I switched to a muzzle with stool guard. She wasn't happy about that either, but she was able to wear it long enough to heal (she'd sliced the webbing between two toes).
I am so glad that everything went well and he's resting sort-of-comfortably (subject to donut position).
I bet the Chicken McNuggets made him forget everything that happened before that, including the lack of breakfast.
Heartwrenching is the perfect word. It's incredibly hard to lose a dog to an unknown; it must be even harder when there are limitations on vet care.
I am desperately sorry.
ETA: I too wondered about a brain tumour. I lost Poppy in 24 hours to a suspected tumour. Her symptoms weren't the same as Shine's, but inexplicable sudden neurological symptoms always make me think of a tumour.