I guess it goes with having a 13 year old dog. Some days are good some days are not so good.
He had a really bad one that had me wondering if it was his time to go. Monday morning he seemed off and would not eat. he even blew off his favorite treats. He was wobbly on his feet and generally out of it. We was worse that night he just laid there. This morning I got him to go out and he pooped but still didn't want to eat. I called the wife and we debated on what to do. I had to head out at 6am but I was just thinking about Jake and the prospect of losing my buddy. I was able to drop by the house and hell there he was at the door and he barked. I got him to eat some chicken breast before I left. At noon I came home and he was barking and wiggling his butt. He ate some Turkey, some dog biscuits, a carrot then we went out into the yard, he brought his favorite toy along....tonight he seems fine...such the relief
lunchtime with his Favorite toy today
He had a really bad one that had me wondering if it was his time to go. Monday morning he seemed off and would not eat. he even blew off his favorite treats. He was wobbly on his feet and generally out of it. We was worse that night he just laid there. This morning I got him to go out and he pooped but still didn't want to eat. I called the wife and we debated on what to do. I had to head out at 6am but I was just thinking about Jake and the prospect of losing my buddy. I was able to drop by the house and hell there he was at the door and he barked. I got him to eat some chicken breast before I left. At noon I came home and he was barking and wiggling his butt. He ate some Turkey, some dog biscuits, a carrot then we went out into the yard, he brought his favorite toy along....tonight he seems fine...such the relief
lunchtime with his Favorite toy today