It appears Clark is nearly back to normal. Yesterday he peed on the floor while I was out. Last night he peed on his bed and is back to passing an enormous amount of gas. So much me and Sara were nearly forced outside. Now my goal is to get him fattened up because he is a skeleton. He's still not eating like he used to, so I'm like a nervous mother taking everything out of the refrigerator in an effort to find something that pleases him, "How about this? No? You don't want that? What about this?" He ate a little bit this morning, but I expect he will eat much more this after noon when Sara is here. I've tried rice, rice and ground beef, rice and gravy, gravy and dog food, dog food, eggs, cheese, eggs and cheese, eggs and cheese and dog food, bread, bread with gravy, bread with gravy and dog food. Today I'm going to roast a chicken and see if he want some of that. He's eating. Just not a lot.
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| Helping me crochet |
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| He does this when you say "smile!" |
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