Happy Valentine's Day to everyone. My best valentine, Mr Fudge is having his twelfth birthday today. The cupcakes with sprinkles are waiting on the counter, but Fudge is at the hospital.
He has had a pronounced limp since his stroke a couple years ago, but yesterday he had more difficulty on the stairs and all day he was restless. He couldn't seem to find a place to relax. He didn't sleep last night, so neither did I. He paced and panted all night. This morning he refused breakfast and had even more trouble with the stairs.
Dr B kept him to run xrays to see what we're dealing with. We'll be going back later this afternoon to pick him up and get the diagnosis.
Fudge could use some power of the paw today to get thru his birthday.