Last night, when checking on ‘Ster, I decided that I hated the idea of him being blind and in a field, no matter how little, and that if he couldn’t see, then he could possibly hurt himself. So I moved him to the small stable and I am glad I did that. Not an easy job – he wasn’t cooperative.
This morning, I got a better idea of the damage to his eyes.
My poor boy.
Water is in a hi-viz yellow bucket and I am pretty sure he has found it and is drinking – I also syringed water down him last night, just in case he hadn’t.
And ‘Ster is being pretty stoical about it all. He knows he needs care.
After lunch, I went and sat with ‘Ster as I know he doesn’t see me as his friend anymore. I took treats. I wanted to work on our relationship.
And obviously a small dog.
I sat down and waited.
It didn’t take long and ‘Ster poured his heart to me.
I gave him a good hug, while Pepper sat on my legs – not an easy feat.
(well, she sat on my legs in a supportive way)….
And they both lined up for Pasture cookies.
I am writing this early as I am off to the airport with Floss to deliver her back south. I shall miss her hugely. She has been such an immense help.
Oh Poor Ster! A huge hug from Muzzah is in order on an hourly basis.
I know you will miss Floss so much. So hard when our children don’t live near us. My heart goes out to Ster.
Poor Ster, but poor you, too, to lose Floss. Hopefully it won’t be long before either or both of your girls can come home again, even if only for a short visit.
Poor Ster….I am praying for him to get much better soon. How nice that you sat down and spent some quality time with him. You are so thoughtful. Oh, I’m sad like you are, that Floss has to go. Hope all will be well at your place and that you’ll be able to manage things again without the kids there to help. You always seem to figure things out just fine.