Yeah it doesn't seem like there's a magic pill unfortunately. I've found some fairly techy papers mapping the cellular cascade, which I'd love to interrupt, but nothing which addresses why it begins. I've got a kooky theory that atrophy is often the result of underutilization, and maybe Staghounds are supposed to be out chewing through stags, Right or wrong, I guess it's too late at age 7, with resorbtion in process.
We're waiting to hear back from a dental specialist, but the care plan is almost certainly going to be xrays and extractions every so often. It doubly sucks because her teeth look great, but I guess the problem comes from the inside and you want to pull it before issues appear on the visible surface.
Vet bills suck but I can't think of a better use for money. I did, however, tell my girl that we can only have one animal at a time, and never a damn horse, because I'm incapable of saying no to a vet and I'll end up living under a bridge.
Unrelated dog story: She de-ligamented her hock joint a couple years ago, unwitnessed, and managed to make her way back to my voice at dusk on 3 legs from who knows how far away across sheep paddocks and forrest. She's built like a giant greyhound and liked to range far, but she made it back before nightfall and I was able to see her. So I remind her that her part to the contract is to be a big tough thing, like she was then. She's definitely big, and certainly a thing. We're not sure about the toughness. Thunder is cause for big hugs. It's winter and if the woodstove cools off I get looks. And if food hasn't materialized by 630 it's Red Alert.
Thanks for the offer of consultation. We've got pretty good people and facilities tho. You know how it is. You ask on the off chance someone ran across a miracle cure because you don't want to leave any stone unturned when your buddy needs help.
Thanks for the reply bro.
