For those readers that don’t remember from the early years of the blog, i have a dog named Moonlight. She sort of looks like this ———>
She is really like me in so many ways. She doesnt trust anyone easily, she is loyal to those she does trust, and she is scared, but tough. Many people and vets told me to put her down because she bites… she even bites me still after all these years. The other day she bit me and i sobbed for like 30 minutes…. not because of the pain, but because i understood that she was biting me because she was scared.
In 2010 after many hospitalizations and specialists, and biopsys, she was diagnosed with an autoimmune disorder of her entire GI system (LPE with esophil infilitration). i dont understand it, but she has to take alot of medicines to survive. Well, it is now five years later and she has stopped eating and lost 10 pounds since early December. This is NOT good.
i have tried to get her to eat anything. i make chicken, steak, eggs, pizza, … i get her favorite treats… and she won’t even eat those anymore. When my cat Harbor died last year, he did the same thing…stopped eating even though i brought all kinds of foods.
My vet really likes Moonlight and me. She has even told me this, but she has to stay objective and she was today. Once she cried with me, a couple times she hugged me…. but now she has to be objective.
Moonlight is older… probably close to 14, but she is my dog. She is so much like me, its scary. i swear i dont think i will make it when i lose her. She is honestly the only creature/human/thing that i 100% trust because she doesnt bullshit… If she is pissed at me, she bites, if she is scared at me she bites, if she is feeling protective of me, she comes in the closet and sits near me or she walks directly in front of me, etc. i look in her eyes and it is like looking into mine.
Many times i have woken up with her fur covered in blood because i cut myself and hid in the closet and she came in to comfort and protect me. Many times i have laughed at the silly things she does, like rip toys apart to get the squeaker or the way she barks which sounds more like a howl or how she head butts me when she wants something. Many times i have been in awe of her survivorness because i get it. 100%
i have to take Moonlight back to the vet in 2 days.
i need her to survive… because i need her, for me to survive.
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