This is one of the hardest posts I've ever had to write. Yesterday (Thursday) Duke crossed Rainbow Bridge. He carried with him a big piece of our hearts.
Good bye sweet boy. You gave me joy and I miss you so very much.
Wednesday, September 17, 2014
I thought I should stick my head in here for a few minutes to at least dust the cob webs off. It's been next to impossible to write a blog post since I have absolutely nothing positive to say. Too many things lately are dragging me down and the last thing I want to do is be a whiny blogger.
I know you're all wondering about Duke and I wish I could say that he's completely recovered but that hasn't happened. Some days I think he's better, some days I think he's worse. He does eat a little bit every day but he's very selective. The pills remain an issue. He knows I'm incompetent and he plays on that big. As of yesterday I'm taking him in to the vets office twice a day so they can give him his pills. No matter what I do I can't get them down him. I've got the pill popper and yes I can get the pill in his mouth but I can't make him swallow it. I've also tried the treats that are designed to wrap around a pill. He won't eat those.
Other than that, my creative mojo has up and left me, my brain is fried and my energy took a hike. None of that makes for an entertaining post.
I'm hoping that there's a ghost of a chance that I can get back to a regular schedule of posting and about something fun or at the very least something that isn't so poor poor pitiful me.
Tuesday, September 9, 2014
I hope there is someone out there who can help me escape the torture my human is putting me through. She took me to that drug pushing place yesterday. They injected me with more poison and sent her home with more vials of things which I will never take willingly.
Twice a day that human tries to make me take those things and I refuse with every ounce of energy I have. I got her good this morning though. I chomped down on her finger twice. Of course I didn't mean to and I can't help it if she stuck her finger in my mouth while I was in clamp down mode.
I'm not trusting any food that she tries to give me either. The male human doesn't seem to be in on this conspiracy so I will take food offered by him..
My breathing is a little bit better and that drug pusher said that I need to keep taking those things in the bottles.
Friday, September 5, 2014
First I want to thank everyone for your concern, comments and prayers. It's appreciated so much. I just haven't had the energy or ambition to respond to comments individually. I've also been doing some reading to keep up with all of you but have backed off on the commenting because my brain just can't think of anything worth saying.
Duke was back at the vet Thursday afternoon as she wanted to redo an EKG to try and get a better reading. She doesn't feel that there is any abnormalities with his heart and although she's investigated other possibilities she's still sticking with her diagnosis of aspiration pneumonia. At this point it's just a matter of finding the right combination and dosage of medications to get him better. He hasn't been eating at all but last night he did have a little bit of chicken broth and a small piece of a treat. He looked at me like I lost my mind when I was jumping for joy over the fact that he was eating a treat :)
I'll try and update you again over the weekend and hopefully with positive news.