This is my vet, Dr Bogue. She and her team tirelessly worked this past week to make me feel better and try to figure out what has been ailing me. She took me to her home and loved on me at night so that my first real vet experience would at least have some positivity.
Although I am still healing, my heart is filled with gratitude for the service, love and healing provided by her.
Woof, thank you , and slobbery puppy kisses
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.
Me and my toys at Dr. Bogue’s house – I like toys again!
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…
Love how these fellas (Bear and his brother Cooper) just jump into life (or the lake) and enjoy every second of it! Cannot wait to have Bear home from the hospital and to see him smiling and exhibiting full puppy power again! I’d even put up with a little mischievousness!
So go figure, my toe ISN’T broken, I seem to have some kind of mysterious infection/illness that the doctors are trying to figure out. How has this been treated as a broken toe for three days?!? You’ve got me on that one. Today my symptoms are fever, abdominal and back pain, and lethargy–It is not my finest hour. Tonight I’m sleeping over at the vet’s house with pain meds, fluids, a cocktail of antibiotic/anti-fungal meds and of course, my favorite toys. We have marked a lot of awful things off the list today, but tomorrow we hope to narrow my diagnosis down and get me all better. Through it all, I am still a sweet champ but I do feeeeeel terrible.
Upside? The awful cast is gone.
So, my brother was spending the night last night and we had a great time. I had been looking forward to it alllllll week! All was perfect until this
morning–I walked out of my kennel and realized that my foot hurt–it hurt a lot. I have no idea what happened or how I did this, but OUCH! Mom took me to the doctor and, get this, I broke my TOE! No big deal, right? WRONG! I am growing so fast and the break is on a growth plate soooooo we have to be really careful with it or it can mess up my foot forever. Greeeeaaaattt! I wanted to play with Cooper and now I am just zoned out and woozy from the drugs.
Well, glass half full? 1) I get to lay inside with family 2) If i make a sound my peeps jump up and wait on me hand and foot. 3) All the ladies love a wounded puppy4) It could have been worse.
The ideal man bears the accidents of life with dignity and grace, making the best of circumstances. ~Aristotle