Melvin and I have been through a lot. So many issues, way before this blog was even a thought in my mind. Many tough decisions were made and most of them were decided on a wing and a prayer. I had no idea what I was doing, I had to have faith in veterinary medicine to offer us the right options and I had to have faith in myself to make decisions for Melvin’s well-being. I have said this before and I’ll say it again, when asked if I wanted Melvin’s life to be measured in time or quality my response was, is and always will be: I want his life to be measured in joy.
My approach with Jake is no different.
Jake has always (in the year I’ve had him anyway) had wonky legs. They don’t bend when he moves, in fact when he runs they remain straight and go in a circular pattern. Sometimes he throws in some hops, using only three legs. Up to last week, that was his norm. Then, suddenly, his hind legs began to give out. It’s not cool. So we went to the vet, and then to a specialist. I have to remind myself to be brave. For example, when we went to our emergency Neurologist appointment and I saw this sign, I started crying. The appointment hadn’t even started yet! Pull it together woman, that little nugget needs you!!
Maybe when we rescue dogs we assume a little of the ‘they’ve been through enough already, I want to show them how good life can be’ and when health issues get in the way it thwarts that grand master plan. But then I’m reminded that whatever they face, whatever happens to us in this magnificent life is in fact the plan, the path, as it is meant to be. What rescue is really about is showing them that no matter what, you are staying put. You two are forever. Decisions, bring them on. You wanna show me some scans, hell yeah, let’s do this. We shall stand solidly (or in Jake’s case slightly wobbly) next to one another. If need be, I will carry you.
I will update on Jake’s appointments in my next post. We are currently trying some medications and his response to those will greatly help in figuring out exactly what is going on so hopefully I can report on that too! For now he is snuggled up, wanting for nothing (well maybe wishing Melvin would let him be top dog just once) and feeling the love. Pretty much just a typical Sunday.