Things have improved vastly since my last post. I have tried all kinds of things that people have suggested. And each one has worked at least once. The peanut butter worked only once. She's refused it ever since. Obviously not a fan. Cheese has worked a couple times. Leftover hamburger worked once. And her Pupperoni treats have worked today.
I no longer feel like the worst person in the world. Those eyes still haunt me. And when I said they were worse than Puss N Boots, I sincerely meant it. Puss N Boots has got nuthin' on Libby. He could take lessons.
I have stopped the stool softener (which was too large to hide in anything), as she's been doing that at least once a day. Since it's a huge pain in my ass to give it to her, I won't, unless she stops pooping. Everything else I can hide; her liquid antibiotic is pretty easy. All in all, a much happier J.Day, and a much happier Libby.She's back to her usual self, full of piss and vinegar. She wants to play and run around. Since her leg is bandaged with a splint, she can't use that leg too much anyway, so I've become a bit lax in the being let loose on the floor. I kind of block off my tiny living room so she can't run around too much. I took a quick video of her to share:
Today, I took her to work at the Sticksville clinic as Dr. J wanted to make sure her splint was holding up. I had about an hour to myself while the vet and our current two-week visiting vet student went out on a ranch call. I let her out to wander a bit. Mostly she just followed me around, wanting to play. So, here's an even quicker video of this morning:
Yes, that was her growling in the beginning. lol
So, all in all, things are better for both myself and Libby. Which is good, because I was thisclose to calling Dr. J on Monday and telling him I was taking the dog back over the hill to the clinic so they could be the bad guys. Luckily, that didn't have to happen.
And as you can see, Libby is full of energy and makes me giggle. And that's how it should be.