Or should I say paws?
That's right my bailey boy is back at 100 percent.
After a full day of IV fluids, oral meds, chicken noodle soup and white rice with lean meat, we have a healthy little boy again.
The only things suffering are my wallet and the carpet at Kev's house.
Never been so happy to see him smile, bark, beg, chew and play.
This weekend was AHHmazing here in the bluegrass.
We got to give the doggies some extra play time outside in the not-so-winter weather
Kev playing referee for Tug-O-War
Bailey is a gentleman and always lets Uggie win.
I don't think he has much of a choice.
I wish you all could see the way he prances around the couch with this mega-bone.
He even cocks his head sideways to get through tight squeezes. It is pretty darn cute.
I was so happy to have him well again.
I will never survive a sick child...clearly that is a longggg way off.
Thank you all for your sweet comments and emails.
Bailey says thanks too :-)