I keep trying to write updates, but end up crying so I never finish them.
All he really does now is sleep. He used to bark at vehicles that don't live on our street, but he stopped doing that. He'll bark at the door bell still. He has an appointment at the vet on Monday for a check-up and to see if putting him on prednisone will do any good. He's not breathing very well and there are three large cysts on the back of his neck that are growing at a scary quick rate. They were the size of peanuts about three weeks ago, now they're almost the size of dimes.
We are struggling to get him to take the amoxocillian because it's nasty tasting. I tasted it and it's just foul. Bad enough to gag a maggot. We've tried hiding them in just about everything to get him to take them. Peanut butter, pill pockets, cheese, bologna, chicken breast chunks, prime rib chunks, hollowed out cheetos, gingerbread and a few other things I just can't remember right now. Nothing works, he still manages to spit out the pill. Even when I STICK the pill to the gingerbread, cheese or whatever with peanut butter.
I finally asked the vet to call an RX into Walmart for the children's fruit flavored chewable amoxocillian since they come in 400mg tablets, so we'll see how that goes. He loves skittles and fruit loops, so hopefully he'll just chomp them down like candy.
He's blind in both eyes, but only his left eye, the one with the spot has glaucoma though. He can see light and dark, but that's about it. He bumps into everything in the house, gets lost in the back yard and can't find the steps to get back up onto the deck. We've tried to get him to just go to the bathroom on the deck but he refuses to. We tried taking him out on a leash out the front door because there are only two steps, but he won't go there either. It HAS to be in the back yard, which means he has to go down all those damn stairs.
I made him a super comfy harness that we leave on him so we can guide him around. Birdie has been "herding" him in the back yard so he can find the potty spots and get back to the stairs. We guide him up and down the stairs and around the back yard now.
We've been struggling to get him to eat the last few days. Especially if we're feeding him chicken and rice. I have to hand feed him the chicken breast chunks so that he'll eat. He was eating ground beef and rice or ground turkey and rice, so we're going back to that to see if he'll eat that for us.
We've been spoiling him, cuddling with him, feeding him what ever he wants, giving him lots of attention and loving him. There are times when he feels better, he barks at the things he used to bark at, begs for cheetos or crawls in our laps, but unless the vet tells us that prednisone will make a significant difference in how comfortable he is, I don't think he will be with us much longer.
Moral courage is the most valuable and usually the most absent characteristic in men ~ General George S. Patton, Jr.
She taking all the stars down from her sky to hang them up someplace new, where there's better weather and the sky's a different blue. ~ Autumn Fields