So we took her home to say goodbye to the boys. The vet assured us that she wasn't in any pain, she would just get weaker and weaker until she died. We had a very tearful night of farewells, and the boys slept down in the basement with her since she couldn't climb the steps.
That was Thursday. She's still alive. In fact, she's acting almost completely normal - going up and down steps, eating and drinking, even stealing food off the table. Now I'm wondering if I should take her back for a new diagnosis, or just leave well enough alone. I mean, the girl is 14 next week. It's not like I haven't been expecting her to die for the last two years. But if it's something simple we can treat, I want to know about it.
At least the boys don't have to remember their dog dying at Christmas.
That's good to know your dog is allright after a scary moment.
ReplyDeleteWell God cares about your boys and their dog. Maybe she will get well and give you another year! Its a Christmas miracle!
ReplyDeleteGosh, what a trauma. I vote for a new diagnosis. Your poor little dog. :~D
ReplyDeleteAwww that is sort of a bitter sweet story.....bitter that there was so much sadness but sweet that things are getting better. I hope she has more time with you.
ReplyDeleteWell, that's nice she made it through Christmas - and now the boys are ready for it just in case... or maybe she'll stick around much longer. :)
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