
I found out a couple of months ago that Milo has CHF, congestive heart failure. It’s been hard to say the least. He has been with me thru so much. He kept me going when I wanted to give up after my divorce.
After I snapped out of it, we started doing our beach drive more often. He absolutely loves it. We do our drive and go for a walk on the beach. It’s a lot of fun for him. Then we just sit and watch people go by. I try real hard to do this every weekend because he loves it so much.
I did have a scare yesterday. When I came home from work he didn’t bark at all. I didn’t know where he was. But I found him in the corner by my bed. Not at all normal for him. I knew he’s wasn’t feeling good. I rubbed his back pretty much all night. It was the only way he would fall asleep. I did give him his medication during dinner. He has a lot to take. I just mix it in his food. He has one for his heart, pain, cough and anxiety.
I’m not ready for what’s going to happen to him. It’s truly hard to think about. He’s my baby boy. But of course I will do what’s right for him. I so wish animals lived longer.
