While I've been waiting on hearing from the doctor about Cody, I've been passing time doing work and having this in the background:
I've been meaning to post about it for a little while, but I've never been able to get it to work properly. Anyway, it's a happy little distraction.
So, Jamie assures me that Cody will be fine, but our last update from the vet wasn't a very good one. Apparently, permanent kidney damage is not unlikely anymore as he had crazy high levels of various chemicals in his system. They supposedly removed the catheter by now, and I'm just waiting on another update from the vet before going over to visit him.
This is my curse and I know it. Despite my love for my pets, I can never really keep them safely beyond 3 years. Something always happens, and usually something mysterious. Chasqui ran away (although, a dog just like him magically appeared in a neighbor's yard not long after), Katie contracted some exotic disease which meant instant death at a kennel while we were away, and I'm still not completely clear on what happened to Jesse. Deep down, I knew Cody was pushing it when he turned four a couple months ago, but I was just hoping he had escaped the curse.
I'm something of a wreck right now thinking about it. And maybe it will seem silly to some of you (dad) that I'm such a mess over it...especially when it could be okay...but Cody really has been the perfect companion for the past four years. Always sweet and accomodating, always ready to snuggle, and always providing something to laugh about. Hopefully, I will have some pictures to share of his triumphant return home...as well as some more stories about how Junior freaks herself out about how he smells.
I'm sorry about the downer post. This is why I started out with the puppy cam...
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