Id taken every wool blanket, sleeping bag and flannel sheet, and duct taped them in big circus rectangles across the hardwood of the livingroom floor before I left for work.
He was way better on the coming back up the stairs part at the end of his short walk this morning than he was last night, but I was still barely able to concentrate at work today where I went today. In mid-keystroke it was always Morgan.
Splayed out and dehydrating in the hot sun, hot on the hardwood hes been skating on, disco goalie saves, no net though, and they kept re-shooting.
Its easy for me to overdramatize it now though. Chuckling as I think this, before deciding to write it down.
Coming home freakin out still, rushing up the stairs, key in the door and Im in. Morgan had been laying on the quiltwork of the livingroom floor, but he was already struggling up into a sitting position, then with a slow push hes up and rummaging around his toy box for the stuffed animal du jour to pick up and snuff through as he walks his circles of greetings around the apartment.
I have an ambulatory dog.
Its a slow bounceback, thats for sure, but its a bounceback. That was close, and probably a bad sign, but I think hes gonna be ok for a while yet.
Ive got crazy ideas now about how to treat him. Treat as in treatment, like medical. Slow work outs with him sitting and getting up again, me holding some of the weight off his butt like a spotter. Low reps at first and over the next few weeks perhaps, work it up some. Hell, Ill even get all hippy trippy on his ass and try to will some life back into those hips of his.
Well see,
For now though, Im just happy to see him walking.
Thanks for all your comments.
He was way better on the coming back up the stairs part at the end of his short walk this morning than he was last night, but I was still barely able to concentrate at work today where I went today. In mid-keystroke it was always Morgan.
Splayed out and dehydrating in the hot sun, hot on the hardwood hes been skating on, disco goalie saves, no net though, and they kept re-shooting.
Its easy for me to overdramatize it now though. Chuckling as I think this, before deciding to write it down.
Coming home freakin out still, rushing up the stairs, key in the door and Im in. Morgan had been laying on the quiltwork of the livingroom floor, but he was already struggling up into a sitting position, then with a slow push hes up and rummaging around his toy box for the stuffed animal du jour to pick up and snuff through as he walks his circles of greetings around the apartment.
I have an ambulatory dog.
Its a slow bounceback, thats for sure, but its a bounceback. That was close, and probably a bad sign, but I think hes gonna be ok for a while yet.
Ive got crazy ideas now about how to treat him. Treat as in treatment, like medical. Slow work outs with him sitting and getting up again, me holding some of the weight off his butt like a spotter. Low reps at first and over the next few weeks perhaps, work it up some. Hell, Ill even get all hippy trippy on his ass and try to will some life back into those hips of his.
Well see,
For now though, Im just happy to see him walking.
Thanks for all your comments.
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i have to say i can understand the desire to flee!!!! alas, i cannot. i have come too far and i know this is where i am supposed to be no matter how uncomfortable and scared i feel right now.
no "go bulldogs" for this cowgirl. i will, instead, cheer for morgan. yay.