We thought we were going to lose him a couple of weeks ago. He wouldn't eat and barely drank water and was having siezures every couple of days. Then he started coughing really badly. We were walking around shell shocked waiting for the hammer to drop.
But love maybe found a way. He's eating a little bit again.
I'm having to feed him roast beast or Vienna Sausages or Popeye's Fried Chicken (and last night he polished off some filet mignon from my Bo Luc Lac).
Losing a dog is never easy, but this little guy just stole our hearts and it is going to suck so bad when he goes.
Love on your furry family members. They aren't here forever.
