Our old black lab Blue is still hanging in there — and really wanted to come along on this jaunt, but he had to stay home as this was Blaze’s respite from being limited to on-lead walks at home. It really does him good to be free of restraints, but he still resents his harness (for about 2 seconds.) Logging activities have resumed. There was a delightful breeze and temps were in the low 70Fs.
The traveling vet wanted to put Blue down tomorrow, but I told her he wasn’t anywhere near ready. In fact, he’s doing so well, all things considered, that I’m hoping he can keep having quiet little days like the ones he’s been enjoying lately. Veronica hand feeds him some eggs amd oatmeal and turkey in the morning. He goes outside and down his ramp as needed and on his own — at least 4 or 5 times a day. And he sleeps comfortably most of the rest of the time. We’ve placed some canvas drop cloths around the house to catch his prostatic drips, so we’re rolling with the flow and treasuring his last days, weeks, months with us. Blue is 13 1/2 years old which is a good run for his breed. He’s been an emotional anchor for us through some of the toughest things life can throw, and patiently being there for him now, seems like a small thank you in comparison.
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