It's late and I'm tired, but I had to get this off my chest. Bear with me.
On January 15th of this year, my dog Wags was diagnosed with immune mediated hemolytic anemia (IMHA). Since then he's been on 60mg of prednisone every day, along with a second immunosuppresant and an antibiotic.
He's had one accident in the house that occurred on the third day of prednisone.
He'd like to eat much more than I feed him, but really, what dog doesn't?
He's had only one episode of what I would describe as 'roid rage. And that's just because a Boxer was spending an inappropriate amount of time with his nose in Wag's 'basket'.
My Wags has had to have a blood draw every Thursday for two months, with nary a complaint.
He never ceases to amaze me. And he inspires me to take my head out of my own ass, deal with what needs to be dealt with, and continue enjoying all the beautiful things that life has to offer. He's my dude. And my idol.