Max's Road to Recovery

Someone needs to tell Max that he needs to take it easy – because he sure doesn’t agree!

At lunch he planted himself by the front door and refused to come back up into the kitchen. He knew what he wanted and he wasn’t budging. Fortunately for me, I can just pick him up and bring him upstairs (I didn’t have enough time at lunch to take him for a walk).

After dinner – however – was a different story. Max was eager to get out and moving quicker than I’ve ever seen him (which caused a few tumbles – his jaw sounds so terrible hitting the pavement – but he just gets up and shakes it off) so I decided to let him see where he could take me. We made it around one block in the subdivision – although I really had to coax him the last few houses and we took a lot of rests. It’s like he has these “power surges” and then he has to stop and “recharge” – lol.

We tried leaving him alone, uncrated, for a half hour while we took Connor for a walk. Well – that didn’t go too well. When we rounded the block and headed back towards home I could hear him a few houses down and walked in to a howling, wagging tail at my front door. I don’t know if it was being left alone, or everyone (including Connor) leaving that he was jealous about – maybe a combination of the two. Hopefully that changes when he feels more confident about his surroundings.

He’s out for the night now – and snoring loudly (still coned until he can leave his wound alone). One more day and three more medicines are done – the antibiotic for his Coccidia, the probiotic, and his pain pills. Can’t wait until he’s just down to his thyroid meds! I can’t believe how much better his skin/coat are already.