Charlie has been a part of our family for almost 6 months now and I am grateful for her every day but it has taken on a new meaning in the last couple of months.
Early in October Charlie started acting differently, not jumping up on the couch or bed and just generally being subdued. She kept eating well and she didn't seem to limp but clearly something was wrong.
All she did was lay around on her bed and look at us with sad eyes. It was heartbreaking.
We took her to different vets, loaded her up with supplements and even tried acupuncture. Everyone concurred that she had slightly injured herself and would be fine but it might take a little time. She would get a little better and then she'd be bad again...over and over. Just when we'd start to relax, things would go backwards.
It was several long weeks and we worried and cried and felt helpless. We missed our happy, energetic little puppy, missed doggy kisses and snuggles, missed all her crazy antics.
Then one day, just as suddenly as it had begun, it was over and our Charlie was back. She jumped on the couch, flipped over on her back and wanted a tummy rub. What a relief. Of course we took our vet's advice and have been over-resting her so that she doesn't reinjure herself but it's not easy because she's so excited to feel better. It's like she's filled with joy.
I know how she feels.
I love you, Charlie and I'm so thankful that you're a part of our family.