Riley here. I was really, really sick last month. Whoa! It was a close call. I can't tell you how awful I felt. I couldn't hear the birds and didn't care about the coyotes roaming in the back yard. No barks out of me. I just laid there. Oh yeah, I could get up to do my business, but that was about it. Shelley fed me by hand a bit and even though, I didn't feel like eating I saw the concern in her eyes and wanted to please her. The vet put an IV in me and told Shelley something that made her cry. She stayed with me and that made me feel better. They did a lot of tests on me......like putting me on my back with my legs straight up in the air in a dark room. Weird is all I can say!!! Shelley took me home and Steve was there. Oh, how I felt bad. Steve rubbed my belly a lot and loved me a lot. I was soooo tired. Well, I am here to say that I was not ready to kick the bucket and luckily my masters had a lot of hope for me to get well and.......I did!!!!! Hope saved me this time. Here I am feeling my oats again and loving the perfect winter weather of Paradise Valley, Arizona. I love my life and am glad I have more tummy rubs from my friends and family to look forward to.
Happy Thanksgiving to each and everyone of you!!!
2 comments:
My dear Riley. You are one lucky pup!!
Your Portland family is glad to know you're feeling well & we look forward to your next visit with us.
I miss you. Pop too. Branden probably does too.
See ya' soon. Love, Gramma Sharon
I came upon your blog Riley doing doctor research, because I have knee/feet problems. I'm not a blogger, but this is a fun place. I lost my golden mix, Cheyenne, in July of 2008 to a mix of arthritis, muscle weakness, and the common animal "mystery problems" (this caused by her inablilty to talk my language, and me hers.) You seem very well versed Riley, but I am sure you can understand this situation. I wish you and your family many more years of health and happiness. P.S. You are a handsome boy.
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