It looks like we may have Echo for at least a few more thousand miles. She's eating food and drinking water. She's still terribly weak, and her spirit has more gumption than her body has stamina. But she's going outside and making it back in, to flop on the couch or the futon.
However, it looks like I'm going to be cooking for the dog in perpetuity. She will not eat dog food of any kind, canned or kibble. She will eat scrambled eggs, boiled chicken, and the aforementioned venison. I have a recurring vision that soon she'll be demanding turkey dinners with all the trimmings, Beef Bourguignon, Chicken Kiev and Veal Oscar. And ice cream for dessert.
If it means I still get to have my companion animal around for awhile, I'll do it.
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She IS a very smart dog, you know! Why wouldn't she 'milk' this ailment! LOL Rejoicing with you in her mending! Scratch her belly for me!
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