Bacchus's week was far less exciting than last week when he made the acquaintance of Emily the Golden Lab, but it wasn't bad.
His stitches came out Tuesday and the vet was pleased at how perky he seemed and the fact that his weight is holding steady.
He has his frisky moments like running the fence line with Sadie, the Boxer next door, now that some of the snow has melted. They're a pair, both about the same age. It's like watching geriatrics running. Not much pace and a lot of huffing and puffing from all parties but oh, the exhilaration!
Yesterday he supervised the workmen next door doing some work on the neighbor's septic. Lift that shovel! His vocal encouragement was loud and clear.
He had a visit with his kennel guy and has had a lot of rides right on past the vet. I can sense him exhaling in relief. No pricks or probes at the end of this ride! Next Friday we go back to WSU to have his "reveal" read. It won't tell them what they want; we can see that his respiration is still elevated, but his system seems to have settled into the medications and he's adjusting his level of activity accordingly. When he sleeps he sleeps the sleep of the just, especially if the just snore!
Some days are up, some a bit less, but if doofiness is any measure he's holding his own!