Monday morning, I woke up and took her and Snowdoll outside. Holly’s tail was up, curled as it should be. It was sooooo good to see her tail up and perky again. She even gave my nose a quick lick. Once back inside, I went to pet her and her tail twitched.
I was soooo excited! (And I’m totally spoiling any opportunity to share all of this on my Sunday weekly update but there’s no reason to wait until this weekend to share good news!)
When Rob woke up, she was still tail-up-perky, and then she booped Snowdoll on the head, wanting to play. And that is how she was all day long. Wanting to play. So sweet. Back to her usual self.
Only not quite. We’re waiting for a bowel movement. Just one. She was doing fine on Sunday but the vet had given her a flush, if you will, so she should have done something on Sunday. Monday she did nothing. So we went from thinking we had to euthanize her (Saturday) to watching her suffer (Sunday) to finally seeing her behave normally (Monday) to watching over her for still more normal (today). If there’s still nothing, we may have to return to the vet. There may still be a surgery. We don’t know. Not yet. Yesterday it all felt okay and today it’s back to this unknowing nothing.
I did my weekly weigh-in and I have officially lost my first 10%. This is wonderful progress and worthy of celebrating but I was happier about that boop on Snowdoll’s head than I was/am about the numbers. Yes, I’m exercising daily and doing all of the things I should be doing. I skipped exercising on Sunday (can you blame me?). I’ll exercise today and continue trying to like the kit I’m using. I like elements of it but right now my focus, my energy, my everything is on Holly’s health. As for me? I’m merely going through the motions, doing what I know is right and good for my health, because I’m powerless to do more than I am already doing for hers.
I really hope today the canned dog food and the canned pumpkin will work some magic on her puppy bowels. I really do.