So I have two dogs. A long haired dachsund named Rusty that I've had since 1998. And a little shih tzu that's less than a year old. Okay...last night I came home from work. My dachsund Rusty started hacking like he had a hairball. So I told him to "go outside" as soon as I say this he starts yelping like he's hurt. So I freak out. He won't let me touch him or check him. He runs into the little pup's kennel. AND WON'T COME OUT!!! All night he stays in there even with me trying to get him to come out with treats and other things. I wake up this morning. Still won't come out. My dh is out of town on business. He's had to travel alot these past 3 weeks and has only been home like 5 days during this whole time.
I go to work and worry all day. I think the worst. He's almost 11 years old. I come home. He's still in the stupid kennel. I called the vet and they see me. They check him over. Diagnosis: He's depressed. They think because my dh has been gone a lot. WHAT???? He's my dog. My husband has only been in the picture the past 3 1/2 years...with a year in Iraq. WTH???? Sorry...I'm not sure if I'm in disbelief over the dx or over the fact that my puppy loves my husband more