Hunter is getting old by the day. Since he arrived from Africa life has been more and more difficult for our super doggie. His back legs are weak, specially the right one. He cannot get up on his own anymore, however he is so smart that he developed a communication technique: he barks in a very funny way when he needs to get up. It always sounds like a big emergency. We run. We have been blessed with this time off, so both of us can take good care of him. He loves to wake up in the middle of the night and have parties. Usually I run and open the balcony door and Marc carries him outside to pee or poop. We have to hold him until he finds his balance. Many times we miss it, and have to mop the wet spots. He likes massages and has been eating once a day. He takes now heart medicine, arthrites medicine and a new antibiotic for his nose infection. He also takes a corticoid injection every 5-7 days. We might have to increase this dosage though. He sleeps most of the time, and doesn t walk for long periods. He cannot make turns inside the house, he gets suck in the corners...
We love him so much, hug him all the time, give him kisses, and I cry when I see how hard things are for him. It is not easy to get old, but I know this is nature. It is nature to grow old, it is nature to walk slower and less. It is nature to eat less. It is how it is supposed to be. Marc also gives him lots of hot baths to help with his arthites and keep him clean. He seems to enjoy it. He is a lovely dog. Our best friend.