I have a greyhound, he's 10 years old, came to me 5 years ago via rescue so not a lot known about his early life, other than racing industry.
He has never been entirely wee free in the house, would go months fine then have odd wees for no apparent reason; we'd have been for a walk, or the garden door was open etc, so no obvious reason. Tried lots of advice but in the end put it down to some sort of anxiety or separation anxiety (even when I was in the next room!).
But the past year it's got worse, and I just feel at a loss and I'm not sure where to go from here. He can go overnight, or for several hours in the day, no wee. Then I'll be upstairs and he's downstairs for 10 mins, and there will be a little wee. He has his favourite spots, and I've done all the enzyme cleaning things etc etc. No effect.
He'll wake me in the night, I'll let him out. Then there will be a wee in the morning anyway.
Then he started losing full control of his bowels. Vet suggested potentially something neurological and or arthritis. He's on meds. We go on a walk, he poos, I let him in the garden, he poos. Then other times, he's in his bed and suddenly leaps up, I can see he really needs to go and it's hit and miss whether he makes it outside in time, like the urge to go just overtakes anything. And its happening at night as well, so I come down to poo every morning. One night this week he woke me 4 times, I let him out each time. There was still a poo and a wee when I got up.
I think he might be in pain and not wanting to go, but then he can't hold it any longer. It happens in the car too. He suddenly stands up and goes.
I can take him outside indefinitely and he doesn't do anything. I don't think there's anything else I can do.
He's not showing obvious pain, not showing distress. But then he's a very stoic greyhound, not renowned for showing their feelings, unless it's the scream of death.
I'm taking him back to the vets, but he's been on the meds for the best part of a year and they didn't really make a difference. It is getting steadily worse.
So maybe this is my life now, and his, for the next however many years.