It's hard to write posts, as I haven't fully accepted that I am losing Paco. It all seems surreal.
That being said, I'll kick myself if I don't keep this blog updated on his daily doings.
Paco is doing alright. He doesn't really WANT to do anything, other than sleep, but is this a big change? Not really. He has always been a lazy guy.
It's getting nicer outside, so he participates in sunshine walks pretty eagerly, but if it's raining, no dice.
He has a bit of a cough, though not nearly as bad as Chico's was. He rests a lot in the cracks of the couch, as this takes pressure off of his heart.
He also thinks he's people...
That being said, I'll kick myself if I don't keep this blog updated on his daily doings.
Paco is doing alright. He doesn't really WANT to do anything, other than sleep, but is this a big change? Not really. He has always been a lazy guy.
It's getting nicer outside, so he participates in sunshine walks pretty eagerly, but if it's raining, no dice.
He has a bit of a cough, though not nearly as bad as Chico's was. He rests a lot in the cracks of the couch, as this takes pressure off of his heart.
He also thinks he's people...