While reports of his death may have been premature, I think we are in the home stretch. Farley-boy has more or less stopped eating. He had 1/4 can of cancer-dog food on Thursday afternoon (about 1/2 a twice-a-day serving) & since then nothing but bowls & bowls of water. As for getting any medication into him, we have now gone injectable & while it is possible all of his problems stem from a really bad infection it is not really probable. On the upside, the white's of his eyes are no longer rust-colored, so the antibiotics must be doing something.& that is what I had written as of Sunday afternoon. On Monday at 1:30/2ish the vet & his tech came out & in ten minutes we were done. I think they beat mother nature by just a few hours. We buried him with Josephina who loved him even more than I did & he loved her just as much. I'm not much in the mood for typing now & will get caught up another time.
I had high hopes of getting caught up on the blog; I have so many project & recipe entries queued that just need photos or tweaking I could post every other day in December & not run out...if only I added the photos or did the tweaking. But just now my time is taken helping an old dog up & every few hours & making him as comfortable as I can when we get back in. I am not complaining, & while I wish it did not need to be done, it is part of having a dog. I think it was George Carlin who said every puppy was heartbreak waiting to happen. I know he said "life is a series of dogs", which mine certainly is. & I remember reading Sara Stein writing about her last dog as being her last dog.
We (my physicist/farmer husband & me & the dogs & the cats) moved from sprawling Houston, TX to a small, but useless farm in Florida. Then the donkey moved in. He was lonely, so the goats came. & then some horses, some more dogs, chickens, cockatiels, more cats, new horses. You get the picture.
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
This old dog
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so sorry MB. it's never pleasant to see a good friend go.
ReplyDeleteI am so very sorry, Mary Beth. Our beloved Zoe died in July after 14 years. Hugs and comfort your way.
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