Tuesday, February 24, 2015

And the Murphy Drama Updates Can End.

Tonight: Normal Poop.  Climbed stairs with energy.  Is sleeping in his normal spot on the foot of the bed.  All that talk about putting him to sleep is so 72 hours ago,  Mom! Quit yammering on about it! Get over it!

Because he was so close to dead on Friday, the vet kinda downplayed full blood work and x-rays and other expensive diagnostics, so we may never know what in the everlovin' EFFING EFF that was all about. I'm going to chalk it up to a severe, yet silent intestinal inflammation that just got really dramatic at the last minute.  I cannot at this moment believe this dog has end stage cancer. He's just OLD, and fragile, and mom will now be much, much more vigilant about these random shifts in eating habits and such.  

Onward to talk of knitting, exercise, and my desperate need for a total career change at 56. Because that's so damn easy.  That'll ensue tomorrow, or maybe later this week, because I'm exhausted. It's been a rather eventful four or five days.  

I really do have a serious and visceral need to knit.  It's like a junkie needing a fix.  And this time, i'm going to OMG, cast on a sweater for MEEEE!  I think I've earned it.


3 comments:

KatyaR said...

That little toot! He pulled a fast one, didn't he? I'm so glad he's doing so well. And you, my dear, deserve anything you want after the week you've had! Let knitting commence!

Anonymous said...

Normal poop !! Woo hoo! We dog people are strange, aren't we?

Take good care of yourself, Catherine.

Gae, in Callala Bay

Catherine said...

I know Gae, there's a small group of people outside the vet's office that can share the relief of seeing a sick dog do a normal poop. It separates the serious crazy dog ladies from the normal people. :-)