Well, it’s now been one year of fighting every day..but we won. 6 months ago I was only hoping he would make it til the end of November..which is when his mother died at age 11.5 and now I am hopeful he will make it until his 12th birthday, in 3 weeks..The gallstone, after several blood tests and a couple of scanners, turned out to be biliairy “mud” which is all gone and he is feeling much better for an old man. Now, he is just getting old. The way I wanted it to be. Halleluiah.
…because he’s worth it. It takes about 15 to 20 minutes for GuyGuy to eat.
It’s a 5-course meal, spoon fed to direct him to eating kibble and…the end of a chicken bone, then white chicken meat, then some boiled herring, then some oven cooked herring, then some chicken liver ( a very very small amount) and back to adding chicken. He walks away, goes to drink, goes outside ( for obvious reasons) comes back and stretches his stomach while eating…it’s no easy feat and I just deal with it for as long as necessary. Twice a day or x3 depending….but he is ok, and happy and has gained weight, as he has gone from just over 20k in May to 23.4.
He is taking medication and homeopathy and whatever cookies and anything he likes. He has chronic bouts where he will begin to throw up and then onto more medication, every 4/5 weeks and right now I am hoping that then homeopathy we started 2 weeks ago is going to prevent him from having an issue or at least that he can feel ok longer. It’s been 5 weeks and he is feeling a bit under the weather right now.So, we take each day as it comes.
With elderly dogs that is the only way to go. Make them happy, so you can well imagine that for 2018, if all goes well I will have time to continue helping him and enjoy the others who need the same attention.
SOOO, here we are thinking that we owe it all “just” to Mrs Pêtre..well, well well..