Sparky Update

We went to go see Sparky after breakfast and I've been crying my eyes out all morning long. The vet said there was no improvement, other than the fact that he's stopped passing out. I think that we're going to have to put him down, but I'm not willing to do it until Wednesday. The vet said that he isn't eating anything and Aubrey and I couldn't get him to eat while we were there. If he would start eating, the vet would be more optomistic, I think, though damage has already been done.

If he gets himself well enough to come home, we'd have to continue to administer antibiotics to treat his spotted fever. He also has a heart murmur that will never go away. But that can be treated with a twice daily pill. But he's not eating or drinking, which means that he doesn't have any energy to get better and puts his kidneys in danger of shutting down. If he doesn't start eating soon, we can't bring him home. If we can't bring him home, we have to put him down. Aubrey said if he was left to his own devices, Sparky would probably go off somewhere and die. And he's right. I can't remember life without animals and I've seen my fair share of dying dogs, cats, goats, horses, chickens, bunnies, ducks, etc., and that's what they do. But I assure you I cried over every single one. Just because you're familiar with the circle of life doesn't make it any easier to watch. (I can't even watch Eight Below or Turner and Hooch). And it still doesn't mean you can't keep your fingers crossed.