Or… how to drive a person insane.
This week the dog was clearly in pain. Not just his back legs, which has always been a bit of an issue but he was limping, favoring one of his front paws, as well. He could barely get up & I had to help him.
I spoke to darling daughter. She wants to be with him when we take him in to put him down. I understand that. I would feel the same way in her place. So, I told her I’d wait until the weekend. When she came home yesterday, he was fine. Better than fine. I can’t remember the last time he seems to walk so well.
So – how can we go walking into a vet office when he seems fine? Personally I am real tired of the see-saw. Seriously tired. Either be fine or not. Don’t keep going back and forth, for Pete’s sake!
And so we carry on…
The one good point about it is we will not have to board him for our upcoming trip. Theresa & whoever she brings will dog sit & house sit while we go on a little road trip. I guess there’s always a bright side to everything. Rather than an empty house, it’ll be filled up with college kids & dog fur.