Saturday, February 16, 2008

we work around him...









we think this will be skipper's last winter. we're amazed that he is still with us. he is so frail. his world has become so small. from 1 bed in the livingroom to another bed in the livingroom. to his water dish. to his food dish. and outside to pee and poop in the little clearing keith shovels for him. we need to carry him in and out so we keep the boots in the warm kitchen (for middle of the night excursions). his food and water dishes are raised so he doesn't have to lean over so far and lose his footing. he wears rubber soled booties in the house because he can't get a grip on the hardwood floors without him). last week we got this mat so that it's easier for him to stand up and eat. our dream for him is that he lasts the winter. that in the spring we can take him one more time to the cabin and he can walk his slow and awkward walk across the sand...

4 comments:

Nicole Solo said...

that One Last Trip to the cabin can mean a lot, I know from recent experience *hugs*

soandsewcrafty said...

I have chill bumps and tears in my eyes. I know just how you feel, I lost my beloved "Blue" just months ago. Best of luck to you all.

bluebird of paradise said...

poor little skipper, almost ready for his last sail....
what a good life he's had

Alpaca Granny said...

Oh, Shawn......