Beautiful day in our neighborhood. Hope everyone takes the time to stop and smell the roses, or in Watson’s case, the grass. Have a good one on this Wednesday with Watson!
Watson needed a haircut, so, we requested they trim up his legs as best they could considering he had that poodle cut look after his trip to the hospital. Oh, look at those stick legs. Only face shots for a while!
Nap time at the Harrell House. Watson has the ability to sleep anywhere, anytime, and in any position. Sadly, when he ends up in my lap, I am forced to either watch reruns of Scandal or NCIS for fear I might wake up this sweet baby. Just glad I had the remote close at hand.
Watson started the day with robust energy. The problem he is having is that the duck is dead. No, we do not have a real duck. But he has a few of the type you find at Petco.
This one was his favorite. He is the one that shook it to death. But for some reason he looks to me for an explanation. – Can you please fix this problem?? – No, Watson, this duck has brain damage and you slit his throat. – What?
Guess we could pick some flowers for the memorial.
Watson’s first summer was very exhausting. He could fall asleep anytime and anywhere!
Wednesday finds Watson a little annoyed with me. Last week was not a fun week for our boy. Had to visit the neurologist about his brain. Which, in case you are wondering, does exist and I have seen the pictures! Watson has been having seizures and last Tuesday he have a bad one, so they decided to do an MRI and a spinal tap. I was worried that his little brain was going to be eaten up with cancer or cyst. Or maybe he had meningitis. But, no brain damage that is visible, no tumor, no evidence of stroke and no inflammation in the spinal fluid. The boys brain looks good folks, but as a result of his last round of seizures, his eyesight was affected. Blind. But slowly it is coming back. Seems sometimes they get nerve damage to the optical nerve. So, everyday I am poking my finger at him, hoping for a blink. Well, he is blinking and he is tired of me trying to poke his eye out. Seriously annoyed. So now instead of 2 , Watson is on 3 different meds to control these seizures. Been hard on my heart!
The shaved leg for his IV has started to itch..looks like a poodle cut to me.
You can see how his back was shaved for the spinal tap.
God knew this boy was going to need help. God also knew I would take care of him. We were meant to be together.
Traveling back to Texas is easier if you are the big dog of the family and can sleep all the way! Arkansas wore this boy out.
Sunday afternoon was spent enjoying this wonderful world. The birds were singing and the ducks were quacking. We have a mom sitting on her eggs across the way and it was such a joy to watch her tending the nest. The dad came by on occasion to check on his family. We had a great day. It was time well spent.
Beautiful morning in Arkansas this Good Friday. We have been out communing with nature and saying our prayers for everyone. Enjoy the day!
The people in Watson’s life are not moving fast enough for him this Thursday morning. He is ready for breakfast. I told him life at the lake is on a different time zone but he is not buying it. Guess we need to get moving!