Today we had a terrible scare. Coco woke up and would not eat. She then did a very freaky dance around the living room being unable to get comfortable. Up and down and up and down, in obvious unbearable pain. I am... well... hm. What do I say after losing my first dog the way that I did? The first dog. Dear god. Her arthritis is screaming in her hips. We have her on anti-inflammatories now and are ordering a cartilage supplement. Prognosis is good. The vet is hopeful. But we never know. The vet admitted that she doesn’t really know. Coco gave me a lifetime of hope on Sunday night. She gave that to me. She always has. Again and again. I’d give her eternity if I could. 🐑 🐶 ❤️
