||The Ultra-sound didn't find an intrahepatic shunt so it was believed that there was an extrahepatic
one. When in surgery it was revealed that Maya-Temis had a very, very
small underdeveloped liver that was nutmeg in color. At 17.8# her
liver was smaller than that of a 4# Yorkie that had shunt surgery the
day before. The surgeon took a liver biopsy and while closing, her
heart stopped and could not be started again. She was 12 weeks and 1
day old, yet she had stolen our hearts. Rationally we know that we did
everything we could form test, medications, and surgery to try and
give her a good life but emotionally we're a mess.
Initially we had gotten her to help an older dog of ours, Loki, that
was developing separation anxiety and was becoming severely depressed.
When he joined our family he was one of 3 dogs, the other 2 have since
died of old age (13, 15) and his best friend Nellie had moved away. At
first Loki was the grumpy old man but she soon won him over and they
began to play. Loki came back to life again and the cats were warming
up to her. Maya-Temis was only in our house for 24 days but oh what a
presence she was.
I know that we will get past this, as 8 of our other furries have
passed on, but this one is so much more painful. The surgery was just
supposed to be a blip in the road along the way to a happy and healthy
life, not the
end. We're trying to take comfort in that she went out happy and
playful, not deteriorated into the blindness, lockjaw, drooling,
quivering and terrified pup he had been, I know someday that will
happen, but now it's too painful. It's almost like we took that happy
playfulness away from her, even though the vet says her prognosis was
very poor and she probably wouldn't have lasted much more than a
Thank you for listening. Temis is the native Maliseet Indian Language means, my ally, my
friend. That name was bestowed upon her by a wonderful medicine woman
who could see something special in this little one.