Our poor baby dog was so sick today. She had diarrhea this morning and was in bed all day. I thought from stomach issues. When I got home with Dave this evening, she could barely walk and basically sat down and didn’t move. Her eyes were flickering and she had no balance. We had a minor freak out trying to figure out where to take her. I actually just took Henry in the other room and prayed to God (literally). Dave is so strong and I am so thankful for him. He loves her so much. He carried her out to the car and drove her to the animal hospital. I could just pray.
So, we are praying she had a stroke that she will recover from. The vet said that he thinks it is a stroke and most dogs recover very well. That’s our continued prayer. And we are believing God for it.
Our Maggie is only six years old.