Today I just laid around and enjoyed the friendship and love of my family. It is important to just sit back sometimes and reflect on how lucky we are to have friends and family that love us. Healing will come with some time but irregardless, I am one lucky dog.
Today seems a bit brighter, although I have a ways to go to being back to my regular puppy-self. My tail doesn’t seem to want to stand up–but I am wagging it. My back legs are a bit wonky and I seem to be struggling with a few neurological issues. What is it exactly? We still have zero idea, but we are staying the course and treating the treatable things and I seem to be improving each and every day. I am spending my days at the clinic and my evenings at Dr. Bogue’s house through the weekend. I get to hang out with her cool dog, Albert, who tolerates me (although, he hasn’t seen me at full speed yet– woof!). I am being watched closely and loved much and surrounded by my favorite toys –not much more a pup can ask for. Practicing patience and eating lots of treats in the meantime.
The sign on my kennel at the vet says “This may be the best puppy ever” and although I am modest, I must agree with Dr. Bogue–I am pretty great! I have been knocked down pretty hard this week, but I have real heart and am fighting back to greatness every single day!
Puppy kisses to all and thanks for all of the notes and love!
Here is a video of Bear at the vet this morning…
Today I’m continuing to learn to be brave and patient. I have been poked, prodded and tested yet they still are not sure what is wrong with me. I AM better…taking things one day at a time. I saw Mom this morning and gave her puppy kisses and we went for a short walk. I’m definitely not back to normal, and plan to be at the hospital through the weekend now, but there is improvement. Bottom line: I am one sick fella and just need to be patient with myself and the folks that are trying to help me. There is a good lesson in that…
Upside? I have a FANTASTIC vet and staff caring for me! Dr. Bogue is wrapped around my paw. She even took me home to love on me last night so that I wasn’t kenneled and alone at the hospital. She said she didn’t want me to have a bad vet experiene so young. Ahhhhh another sucker for my cuteness!
PS–the cone is just so that I won’t mess with my IV port.
Just remember that tiny puppy that you were so nasty to can grow, VERY QUICKLY, into a giant towering beast!.