We had lotza company, many little kids (five that were five years old and under). Mostly they were gentle and gave soft pats and hugs.
Then there was a tag team of huggers.
Could someone save me?
Far Side saved me, she said I was a good boy and very patient.
This week I have an appointment at the Vets. I have to have a blood draw whatever that is. Sometimes I spit out that pill I get twice a day…eat the cheese but spit out the pill then I get some peanut butter. I have figured it out!
I am walking better, I am not wobbly and falling down like I was…rest and the new medication brought me back…that and lots of love! I still sleep soundly and often, but I am an old dog. I am not allowed to jump out of the car by myself. Far Side has strips of towel that she slips under my belly and she holds my back end up as I jump down. Coming down the steps they use the harness that I hate or they stand at the bottom and help guide my descent. Good thing it is only half a stairway (six steps)…I could not make it down a whole flight of steps. I can make it up the steps unassisted just not down them.