A few weeks ago, Shadow got a diagnosis. It was, "You've done all there is to do. Now we Manage Pain and monitor Quality of Life."
Dementia and degenerative muscular disorder. This is on top of Cushing's Disease, arthritis, degenerating vision and a ridiculously sensitive stomach.
Do not feel sorry for this dog. He has had a good life, with better care than any previous animal my house has ever seen. This from a family that once took a cocker spaniel to the doggie shrink.
His vet's office actually took a vote on Who is Your Favorite Client and Shadow won. Or so they told my mother.
Everyone who has a pet knows that at some point, we end up here - if we are lucky and the dog doesn't jump the fence and get hit by a car. So I am trying to Shut Up and Deal.. all Circle of Life or whatever. We just do the best we can by the animal for as long as we can.
Shadow has good days and bad days. Some days he doesn't want to eat. Today he chowed right down. Some days he is anxious and won't stop pacing. But mostly, he just wants to be with his people. So that's what we're doing.
Now go hug your dog/cat. 'Cause that's what I'm doing.