I took the dogs to a new groomer yesterday. When my old man (12 1/2 -- 100 lbs) came out of the room, he got excited -- jumped up and fell HARD. He couldn't walk after the fall. Took 3 of us 30 minutes to get him in the car.
My heart.
I medicated him at home. A couple of hours later, he could stand a little and needed to go out. He went potty and we were walking back in when a SNAKE tried to strike him out of the grass. I kicked the snake, pushed Parker (who fell over). We could barely get in the house after that. It probably wasn't a poisonous snake, but I don't know. It was dark, I was freaking out.
I didn't go out last night. Stayed home to nurse my sweet boy. He kept trying to walk and kept falling. I'm researching CBD oil and will have him on it by next week.
I was so sad last night. I love this dog with all my heart and it's hard to watch him struggle. I think we can figure this out and it's not The Time yet. He'll let us know and we won't let him suffer.
I'm spent this morning. I have a my family coming to see their new Releash puppy today. I need to get lunch together for them, gas in my car for 2 plus hours of driving to transport today (I planned to stop yesterday) and my house ready for a puppy.
All I want to do is stay home and snuggle Parker, but today has other plans for us. Accepting what is ... is HARD. I'm trying :-)
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