Spike was in surgery again today, for wound debridement, more x-rays and more biopsies. The only news they could give me today is that his x-rays haven't changed noticeably since the first lot, and that this is a good sign. I won't know any more till the next lot of biopsy results come in.

They've given me another week's course of antibiotics. The infection's been the thing worrying me most this last week; I've temporarily switched him from raw to premium canned food in the hopes that fewer bacteria going into his mouth will make a difference. It feels like arranging deck chairs on the Titanic but I suppose it keeps me occupied.

Taking Squish for a short walk before we picked Spike up this afternoon was a sobering experience, too. Squish started squeaking with anxiety at one point; I looked down and when we met each other's eyes I realised that we were just standing around aimlessly, each of us waiting for someone else to decide where we would go. Apparently we both normally count on Spike for that. It's also deeply disturbing to have a dog walking to heel, as Squish does when there isn't a collie pulling us both ever onward.

He's home now, once again carefully not letting the residual dopiness get in his way. More waiting.
Spike was in surgery again today, for wound debridement, more x-rays and more biopsies. The only news they could give me today is that his x-rays haven't changed noticeably since the first lot, and that this is a good sign. I won't know any more till the next lot of biopsy results come in.

They've given me another week's course of antibiotics. The infection's been the thing worrying me most this last week; I've temporarily switched him from raw to premium canned food in the hopes that fewer bacteria going into his mouth will make a difference. It feels like arranging deck chairs on the Titanic but I suppose it keeps me occupied.

Taking Squish for a short walk before we picked Spike up this afternoon was a sobering experience, too. Squish started squeaking with anxiety at one point; I looked down and when we met each other's eyes I realised that we were just standing around aimlessly, each of us waiting for someone else to decide where we would go. Apparently we both normally count on Spike for that. It's also deeply disturbing to have a dog walking to heel, as Squish does when there isn't a collie pulling us both ever onward.

He's home now, once again carefully not letting the residual dopiness get in his way. More waiting.
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