After all that Buddy had been through, we thought things had finally managed to take a turn for the better.
Then along came December 2013.
You’re always able to tell something is wrong with someone you care about. Your mother. Your brother. Your loved one. In this case, our best friend.
We went interstate for Christmas and when we returned Buddy didn’t seem to be acting like himself. There was no goofy smile and the appetite seemed unnaturally quenched. He was lethargic and uninterested in walking.
We gave it a couple of days to be sure that it wasn’t just bit of separation anxiety subsiding, but when he didn’t return to his usual ways, another trip to the vet was in order.
This wasn’t like the previous visits. This time there would be no suggestion of surgery. Vets can’t cure kidney failure.
Thank you for posting a continuation on your Buddy’s blog…..I have been waiting for another story of your sweet boy.
Very difficult to hear the words kidney failure, but it isn’t an immediate death sentence…..most of the time, it can be managed for quite awhile, depending on the severity. Poor Buddy, he had many challenges but also had the unending love and support of your wonderful family.
Keeping you in my thoughts, and will be waiting for the next blog post……
Bonnie & Angel Polly
Yep, on pins and needles waiting for more on Buddy! You are the Master of Suspense Mr. BUDDY!!!
Sally and Alumni Happy Hannah and Merry Myrtle too!