Thanks Tonya, and everyone else. I did give him .5 of a Pepcid this afternoon. This evening, a couple of hours ago, I gave him his shot of dex and smeared his ear with the appetite stimulant. His breath is more shallow than it has been since I began using the dex and he's oh so tired. He's still alert when I lay down next to him, he still seems to enjoy my presence, but I don't know how much longer he'll be with me. I haven't seen him take a bite of food since early this morning when he ate just a couple of kibble. I tried Michelle's method with the raw chicken, I even got a couple of bites down him, but it was pretty much like pilling him. If he could, he'd spit it right back out. I gave up and told him my intention was not to torture him. Just a little bit ago I gave in and gently massaged some "transition" fe into his fur. I've been telling him it's okay to leave his failing body behind. That I love him and know there are so many souls waiting to happily greet him on the other side. No more pain, no more fear. I closed my eyes and saw him whole and strong and youthful again, bounding through a field of wild flowers chasing mice with my Angel friend Trouble. The vet never called me back. It's just as well. Isn't amazing how quickly our hopes can change? Just this morning I was still praying for miracles, now I'm praying for a peaceful transition without having to make that dreaded trip to the vet.
Nina

catatonya wrote:

Nina,
You and Spencer are in my thoughts and prayers. It's so hard to know what to do. I wish I had some advice, but you know him best. t



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