Attract Mode

We’ve mastered expressing her bladder. Well, I have. She finally pooped, and shaving her rear end was a good idea but it wasn’t awful, in any case. She hasn’t been eating very much, but she’s always gone through cycles of not eating very much, and she’s overweight in any case.

She continues to be alert and interested– still basically Hannah on the top half, although Hannah on a very hot day, Hannah upset because she can’t run to the window or go upstairs with us. She always heads to the stairs when we bring her inside. Baby gates might have to serve double duty…

As far as I can tell, she’s the largest living parapalegic dog on the internet. And truly, her size is the biggest problem if she doesn’t recover– I can see why so many people say caring for their tiny wheelchair-bound dogs is easy. It really, really would be.

I rub her legs and move them a few times a day.  I turn her over, and believe me, that’s a pain in the ass.  She never let me pet her this much when she was mobile. I might try combing her soon. Is that cruel, to take advantage of her disability to inflict something she hates on her? Well, probably not, since it’s almost certainly a healthcare task now, but I know I’m going to enjoy it. I love her fur. Muhahahah.

On a more serious note, I’m still hopeful, but I’m trying to keep myself aware of all the possibilities. Well, really, hope is harder for me than despair, so it’s more correct to say, “I’m maintaining hope even in the face of the possibilities and the potential choices that, frankly, haunt me.”

I haven’t made a move on my shared Dwarf Fortress game in days, but I did start playing Phoenix Wright at  Raymond’s urging– a DS is more portable than my laptop. But never fear, Dwarf Fortressers! I shall play on.

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