Trekker is still sick. He's been going downhill for the last 5-6 weeks. He is lethargic, is losing his appetite, and is slowly losing strength (and weight), particularly in his hind legs. We are to the point now that we are looking more at pain management than diagnosis. So far, he seems more uncomfortable than anything else, but it is still heart-breaking to watch my once overly energetic pup now struggle to stand up.
When I took him to the vet today for a reassessment, a guy sitting in the waiting room overheard me say to the nurse that Trek isn't feeling well, and as we walked past him, he said, "I hope your dog feels better soon." It just about made me start crying.
I don't know how much longer we are going to have him, but we are trying to make the most of it. He is getting the royal treatment for sure. Last week, I came home to him tearing apart a stuffed animal, one of several toys he and Casey picked up after a visit to the toy section at Petsmart. We also took him on a canoe trip (his favorite thing to do) and have spent two separate evenings at the lake. Not to mention his new favorite spot, planted right in the middle of the bed, between Casey and me. It usually ends up that Trek has about 80% of the bed, and Casey and I get about 10% each!
Oh, how I am going to miss him.
"Come on guys! It's time to go floating!" |
Water dog |
Squeaky ball |
Trek and his toys |
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