Thanks to very one who sent Power of the Paw to me when my back was hurt. It feels really good now and last Friday I visited Dr B for a little checkup. He said we could cut back on my meds and that I could do steps by myself and go in the yard with the other dogs. He stole some of my blood and sent it to the lab to see what was going on inside me.
The report came back Monday and Mom went to meet with the doc to go over it. They were both really, really happy because it was perfect. My insides are working just like they're supposed to and Dr B said it looked like a report of a young dog, not a twelve year old.
Mom and Dr B had to discuss two little problems. One is my weight. Even though I'm feeling good and I do believe I look more handsome than ever, he says that I'm fat. The nerve!! He says I need to lose 10 pounds and told Mom to keep a diary of every single morsel that I eat. How humiliating! She started doing it and told Dad that I can't have any bites of his food and he's to give me only Zukes for teats, not biscuits. Zukes only have one calorie, so that's all I get while the others are munching away on their biscuits. She also cut back on my kibble and added extra green beans. To make me feel better about dieting, Mackey is dieting with me. The peeps decided that she needed to lose a few pounds, too.
My other problem is kind of personal, but I'll share with you. I leak a little when I sleep. Dr B says it's probably age related though it could be a hormonal problem since I was neutered last year. Since all my blood work and my urine test came back perfect, I started taking a pill that should help. He says we'll know in about a week if it's working. If not, he really doesn't want to give me hormones, so he and Mom talked about making me a special shirt to wear that can absorb the pee and keep me dry and happy.
All in all it was good news and Mom has promised to walk me in the park to help lose those extra pounds. I need to get rid of them before October when we have our next birthday party. I don't want to miss out on the cupcakes with sprinkles.
Your pal, Fudge
Late Edit: We have wonderful news. The medication worked and Fudge has been dry for two days now. He's feeling good and except for the diet thing, we're all happy about his health.