Just so no one ends up crying .. besides me . . he’s doing MUCH better. It wasn’t that way this morning and I was crying again. I cannot be strong when it comes to my pets.
Yesterday . . I was supposed to give him two pills before bed time. He would NOT eat and he’s normally such a good eater. I tried hard dog food, canned dog food, leftover turkey, leftover beef tips from our dinner, pasta which he normally scarfs down . . and his favorite . . a scrambled egg. No, thank you! Cheese! Nope! He wouldn’t even taste it .. yet twice last night he threw up . . where all that came from, I have no idea. Then I decided I’d just open his mouth and stick then down his throat but he had enough energy to let me know if I wanted to keep my fingers, I’d best not try that.
So, we all went to bed without him getting his pills
This morning . . he went outside but he was staggering and it was like his legs kept buckling under him. He fell a couple of times after he came in. He was struggling to walk on the hard floor but he did better on the rugs. Still, he would not eat.
I went through the same thing with food this morning – eggs, dog foods . . nothing interested him. This is where I started to be really concerned. It had been over 24 hours since he had eaten a bite.
Then . . Vince came home for lunch. Speck ran to meet him at the door, and then he ran into the kitchen just like always does . . lunch time for everyone! I fixed Speck’s normal lunch, but only gave him about 1/4th as much as normal .. just to see if he could keep it down. He did so a couple of hours later, I gave him more, along with the two pills he was supposed to have.
No matter how optimistic I try to be, he’s 15-1/2 years old and he isn’t going to be around forever. He’s here now. He’s doing better and I’m happy!