It’s early Thursday morning, and I’ve sent Pam off to bed. She watched him all night and he rested pretty comfortably. I took him out, and it’s raining, which he doesn’t like! He had a quick squirt, then he wanted to come right back in…

He’s trying to get around once in a while, but his legs are letting him down. His rear one seems to be a bit stronger. If we can get the rear one going, then the front one is not that big a deal. Lots of three legged dogs around! It is heartbreaking to see him struggle so…

I haven’t had the heart to go for a run without my little buddy. Doesn’t seem right. Silly, I know, cuz Max will never run with me again. I’ve got to accept that, but it hurts to think of it…

There have been so many changes in my life lately. Being forced to leave my job due to a racist office manager and a general manager who lies to support her… poisoned by the company I spent 13 years working for, with no hint of responsibility or apology… memory loss so significant I can’t remember my 31st wedding anniversary… and now poor old Maxie is in trouble.

At least, I’m at home to give him the care and support he needs.