He was supposed to show improvement by today.
He’s not.
He has no control of bladder at all. So we have to often wash him down so he doesn’t sit in it for too long. He’s an outside dog so this is hard on him to just be in a kennel. He still has no feeling in between his toes or anywhere in his back legs. He won’t smile. Yes, he was one of those dogs that had a creepy smile when he was happy. He barely looks at us but is starting to a little more. Like he knows we’re doing the best we can to take care of him and keep him comfortable until we make the decision. We’re tentatively thinking Tuesday. We don’t know if we’re being selfish by keeping him or being hopeful. Probably a little selfish.
Today though. We were able to get him outside for fresh air. The air temps are in the upper 70s so we gave him his bath outside and then got him over to the kayaks to lie down. This was always one of his favorite spots. We thought maybe he could just enjoy the last couple days at worst and at best maybe it would make him feel a little better.
I turned on a Spotify playlist for him for when he is in the garage resting so he’s not in silence. He seemed to like the music. He gets plenty of rest but I guess it was too late on the meds so he’s not recovering.
My heart breaks every night when I talk to him before my shower and bed. He’s a very sweet dog that is just sad and miserable now. He just lies there and tries to sleep.
Here’s the past couple of days with the baby.