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