We are still waiting for Echo to recover. In the mornings, she seems like she's getting better. In the afternoons and evenings, it seems as if she's at death's door. Bill has been driving her to the vet every day for a week, and we're tapped out on the dog budget, both emotionally and financially. Today, something has to change.
Last night, I fed her boiled chicken breast and coaxed her into drinking water by giving her the water the chicken was cooked in.
This morning, she went out with more enthusiasm than we've seen in awhile, and actually walked up into the woods, sniffing curiously and marking territory.
We're waiting and hoping...
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Poor, poor Echo. She's such a fighter!!!! Hang in there Echo..........
L, M & the Brits!!!!!
Poor, poor Echo. She's such a fighter!!!! Hang in there Echo..........
L, M & the Brits!!!!!
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