Right now, Phoebe is cowering in her kennel. It's storming here and she is a 75lb, 9-year old BABY!!!
I still can't believe that after all is said and done, you have to deal with an ulcer. You would think that would have shown up sooner rather than later. And on top of that... no COFFEE, no WINE, no CHOCOLATE. Maybe you should buy some of those sprays that Iris was talking about. ;-)
Things are okay here. My dad is literally skin and bone but I honestly don't think I (or my mom) can change his mind about the PEG and I truly do respect his decision. We had dinner together yesterday, and I have to admit, it was one of the more peaceful dinners together of late. Typically, they end up with him being very frustrated and angry, but yesterday we watched a movie and then grilled out (taking advantage of the weather) and he seemed to be in good spirits. It was refreshing and I cherish those moments the most.
Love to you and Chico from me & Phoebe!