Our oldest dog, Max, is 15 now. He's blind, deaf and pretty much always confused, but recently he was really, really out of it. We found him "stuck" in the bushes late at night twice last week and he actually had to be rescued as he just couldn't figure out how to back out! He slept for about 3 days straight, didn't want to eat more than a bite or two and just generally looked like he was getting ready to check out. We made him as comfortable as possible, fed him special wet food treats and were preparing ourselves for the inevitable and then MIRACLE!
Yes, that's right our little Max pulled himself together and is back to his morning tap dance routines, snarfing down cookies like they're going outta style and the spring in his step is back, WOO HOO.
I cannot put into words how fricken happy I am to see him bouncing along with his ears floppin in time to his fancy boy gait. He's really looking good today as we just got his hair cut in preparation for the long hot summer.
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