January 29, 2009
July 15th 2009 5:43 pm
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Mom took me to the vet the other day because I had been hacking and coughing every time Alfie and I would play or when I got excited about anything. I have a collapsed trachea and am now taking medication for that. The vet wants to start easing me off to see how I do, so we'll see. Mom also talked with the vet about my left knee; that I'm walking with a bit of a limp now and seem to be in a little distress after a walk or playing with Alfie. The vet told her that he doesn't want to do surgery because it hasn't been that long since I've been off the prednisone for IMHA. He wants to give it a year to see how I do before he considers doing the surgery. I really have been unlucky in the whole gene pool thing... but I love my family, especially my mom. I follow her everywhere and if she isn't feeling good some days I just hunker down next to her. She calls me her sweet Monty boyfriend and helps me when I can't jump down or up because of my bad knee. Other than that, I'm fine and in good spirits. Hope all is good with all my furiends here!