Another quiet late summer bonus day in more ways than one. Blue is still eating (very little), walking around on his own (quite a few times a day), and he is still being loved deeply and being tenderly cared for, here on Happy Hill.
I’m not sure how much Blaze comprehends what is happening with Blue. They both saw Izzy go through this process back in August 2020, all the way to his pre-dawn, silent passing on the leather couch. Each of them approached Izzy’s body, sniffed his head, and then walked away and never looked back. Somehow they made grief look easy. Perhaps living in the moment is the answer.
Dogs are very present and matter of fact. No worrying beyond the now, no ruminating about the past. Blue seems wary, tentative, and very deliberate, as if he’s conserving his dwindling energy, cherishing his last days, and perplexed by all his sudden losses — appetite, energy, and fun.
I think he may last another week or two.
But you never know.
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Glad Blue continues his ventures!! 🐾❤️🩹🦋😎 Love love love love!!