Our unexpected journey with our bad dog bundle
Sharing some random pics from Boone’s day today.
Started off his day as my ever-present office assistant. He’s got the lounging/sleeping thing down pretty well 😉
Then he moved to the sunshine while I had lunch.
After our hop, he surveyed the neighborhood out our front window. The same window where he went nose-to-nose with a young moose last week. Thankfully his bark told the moose to bug out, which it did. Phew. The dead of winter in Alaska would not be the time to replace a window.
Boone’s bark changed in the last few days. He’s still happy, demanding and stealing shoes & clothes out of the hamper.
💕 our bad dog bundle 💕
Boone is having a great day 😊 A complete turnaround from Sunday. I know it’s the prednisone.
But I love seeing our happy, demanding bad dog bundle.
Boone’s condition went from over the top awesome to rock bottom last week. Monday and Tuesday he was his usual demanding, energetic self, but by the weekend we thought it was time to say good-bye. A trip to the 24-hour clinic Sunday morning told us the story we didn’t want to hear this soon.
The cancer spread quickly – there’s a mass pressing down on an airway causing him to cough and there are spots on his lungs.
We brought him home with prednisone which has helped restore his appetite and attitude, but we know without Divine intervention, we’re likely spending our last days and weeks with him.
So we’re getting in as many happy hops as the weather allows, giving Boone whatever treats and toys he wants, and appreciating the time we have left.
