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| Oh sure, he looks cute now! |
As you may know, Chuck has intestinal problems. Friday night, I stayed up late to catch up on all the TV shows that I had recorded during the week, and Chuck stayed up with me. He wasn't feeling well (tail low, sitting all scrunched up, etc.), and he promptly had an accident. Since it was near midnight and The Hubby had been sleeping for hours, I chose to make the clean up as quietly and quickly as I could, lit by a handy flashlight. That being done, I tiptoed up the stairs, washed up and hit the hay...
...Until 5:30 am, when I heard a loud crash! Turns out, in my stealthy dark-of-night zeal, I mistakenly LEFT THE FLASHLIGHT ON THE STAIRS. The Hubby, while carrying Angel snuggled in his arms, stepped on or kicked the flashlight and nearly lost his footing. Angel scratching him on his chest and stomach, when he tightened his grip on her. And he stepped down hard, which jolted his poor, already-sore back.
He survived, as did Angel. I, however...was in trouble. BIG trouble. How did I overlook that one crucial detail? I apologized and have been forgiven for my error, with the proviso that no matter how late it is, TURN ON THE OVERHEAD LIGHT! Yeah, I messed up. Really, I was NOT trying to kill The Hubby. Really!
As for Chuck: between the 'regular' veterinarian and the holistic one, we've been trying different things to help him out. We add/we subtract to his diet. Sometimes he's okay for weeks, then he's not. It's a real test to try to find the 'sweet spot', and so far, we haven't found one that lasts. Rest assured, we continue to work hard to have Chuck in his optimal range; it is just alarming when he backslides with little warning, such as Friday night.
