I don't think Buddy's going to pull through.
He just keeps getting worse. I wonder what happened to him. Was he hit by a car? Does he have some illness? His whole character has changed. He doesn't seem to remember who I am anymore. Today he was limping around in a slow circle, like he didn't know what he was supposed to be doing. He'd go up to the water bowl, but not bend to drink. I called to him and spoke in a low calm tone, but he didn't acknowledge me. He's barely opening his eyes. I told him what a Good Boy he is.
I was a tear stained mess by the time I got to work. I got my boss to write a note: "Can I take your dog to the vet?" that I'll show his owner tomorrow. But really, I need more help than that. It should read, "If the vet wants to put him down is that ok?"
It should read "If you took care of your dog I could walk to work and not have my heart break every day. TAKE HIM TO THE DOCTOR, ASSHOLE!"
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