Update On Pup.

The medication that the vet gave us to give to Muffy every twelve hours, seems to be working.  She is not coughing as much and is eating.  She still wheezes now and then but she isn't fighting for breath like she did before.  Sure glad we got her to the doc's before the Holidays.  They were going to be out of the office from Thanksgiving until the next Monday.  The pills must be helping drain the fluid from her lungs.

The funny thing about dogs, they get real sick real fast and, if they are going to get better, do it real fast, too.  I am keeping my fingers crossed hoping she has a few more good years left.  With only half of her heart working, it sure puts a lot of load on the working side.  It is time for her take it easy, but she hasn't learned how to do that yet.  I try to help by carrying her up the stairs to the porch from the dogs' yard.  Most of the time she is like a little kid and says "Daddy, I would rather do it myself", and up the steps she runs.  I guess it is hard to take the pup out of the old dog.

I am sure glad to have another day with her.  All I can do is take one day at a time.  Neither dogs or humans are granted tomorrow.  All we have is now, and the older I get the more I understand that.  Now, you all have a great day, you hear?