Sunday, December 01, 2002

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clyde has stopped eating... he didn't eat his dinner last night, until i tried again at midnight... he ate it then, but, i think, only cause i wanted him to... dogs do that..... they love you and want to make you happy...... anyway, he ate, but he didn't want to.... he didn't eat his breakfast this morning... and he didn't eat his dinner tonight...

he's coughing more... and you can hear the blood or something in his lungs when he coughs... it sounds wet.... he coughs whenever he gets up... and even when he's just resting there.....

he doesn't want to go outside anymore.... so, taking him to the corner to do whatever he needs to do is impossible unless we carry him....

he's still breathing really hard....

he's got no energy, whatsoever... he's very wobbly when he walks, he can hardly keep his head lifted... it's no wonder he won't eat or go outside... he's got no energy to do it.......

every day he gets so much worse... just since yesterday he's a lot worse... the coughing... the loss of energy.......

i'm going to call the vet 1st thing tomorrow morning... steven's going to take the morning off of work... we're gonna take clyde to the vet..................

i hope i'm doing the right thing... i know he's miserable... i can't let him get more miserable... i feel like i'm giving up on him...... or, rather... i feel like... i just want to do what's best for him... and i'm scared he'll feel that i'm giving up on him.........

3:45 PM CT  :: 

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