So I started on my bottle of wine after sending the little guy to bed. Five minutes later, he comes out with tears streaming down his face and says that he has a horrible feeling that something is wrong and he doesn't know why. Really really upset. And while he is the sensitive type, this is not normal behavior for him.
I tell him it's okay, sit him on the couch, and let the dog in.
There's something wrong with her. She's barely moving, and having a hard time getting up and down.
I looked her over checking for any signs on bites, swelling, anything. Nothing.
I didn't say anything to him, about the dog, let him lie down on the couch, and now, after two hours of quiet and constant tears, he's sleeping.
And I'm facing the fact that the dog really isn't well.
Best case scenario, she'll be fine in the morning. Worst case...Well, we all know how that one goes.
She's one of the best dogs I have had in my entire life. Even if she likes to chew her way out of everything.
You know, some days I feel like I just can't catch a break.