Distemper is one of those things that hits you in the gut and doesn’t allow you any time to prepare. Before we were saying hello to Captain, we were already prepping to say goodbye. Charlotte asked me Sunday if Captain was going to die today and I answered that we just had to pray. When she came home from school this afternoon, he was not only alive, but alive and ready to sit on her lap and snuggle.
She said to me “Good thing he is still alive” and I said “Why?” She said “Because I would be very sad.”
I think he knows it too and is doing his best to stay around for our family.
He stayed at my feet under the computer, followed Phoneyx and I outside, and managed some serious tail wagging and the tiniest few moments of fetch. It is so weird because he can be so eager and ready and sweet and you think things are fine and in a short hour, he can appear sickly, off balance and coughing. Our emotions are being taken for a ride constantly.
I guess when it comes to animals all we can do is relish the here and now and then look back fondly on them as memories when the moments fade. For now we are holding out hope that even if its a slim chance, that he survives to be one of the lucky ones.
He certainly wants to be here.
And that is a darn good start.