Just so devastated right now.
Our puppy had been going so well in the show ring (she is topping the points for her breed in our state) and was looking like a very promising future foundation female for my mum.
We got her hips and elbows x-rayed yesterday as you have to get them scored to be breed surveyed and to get an excellent in the open classes.
She got a score of 0/0 for her elbows and completely bombed on her hips. She has hip dysplasia, with arthritic changes already showing. We could not believe this as she has never shown the slightest sign that anything is wrong. No one has ever picked it up or said anything and she has been getting regularly exercised and swum.
Yesterday she got home from the vet, and spent the afternoon running around with our other two dogs, playing tug-of-war and having a wrestle. It's so hard to believe that her hips were as bad as they are.
Vet said it is probably that we swim her, have given her glucosamine tablets along with fish and flax seed oil, and have always kept her lean that we haven't noticed anything.
It just chafes me that I see these ugly, bad-tempered females out there that haven't done anything to prove themselves but get great hip and elbow scores. Then we have our girl who is out of breed surveyed parents, is a national place getter, and with time and work has developed into a beautiful tempered dog, and she just ends up losing the genetic lottery.
It would have been one thing to not do well on her hips by a few points and miss out. It is another thing altogether that we now have to deal with something that could be potentially a serious condition.
On the other hand, mum said it is probably better that she ended up with us, as most breeders would have had her put to sleep straight away. Now she gets to live the life of a pampered pet. Mum is hoping to show her in obedience as she has dual obedience/show champions behind her.
We just now have to find a way to manage her condition and mum has said she will definitely pay for any surgeries that might help improve her quality of life later on down the track.
Life definitely has a way of throwing curve balls at you, and I swear my poor mum has the worst bad luck of anyone I've met.
It is just sad that all that promise has just been ground to dust.