Hi y'all, we are four days into, my 21 days of "can we walk again." Mommy said she would give the rehabilitation therapy three weeks, 21 days. So far, Mommy has walked me with publix's bags, and she makes me stand by the door for twenty minutes at a time to practice weight bearing. Help, I mean, I am an older doggie. I am not a horse, I am a dog. Sure, horses who are sick, rest in slings, but, I am Lord Duncan of McDuff, a proud older Eskie. Why must I stand, when resting is easier? I really love Mommy, and I want to walk for her;but, it is hard.
Also, Sally Ann knows I am sick. She hid under the bed Saturday night, and Mommy had to pull her out. Sally Ann is worried in a way only doggies can be. So far, Mommy has a lead on her in the house. Just in case, she pulls another "under the bed." She loves sleeping with Mommy, so I know she was worried for me. Mack