The puperazzi struck again! Somepup's got to pay for the medical expenses this pretty gal has accumulated! She may as well work for it.
PUPDATE: This morning Juno wouldn't let me take her temperature. I guess things are improving. Though she gave me a scare last night with some panting, she drank some ice water and went to bed. When I did get around to testing her temperature today, it was 100.3, down from yesterday's 101.5 and 101.2. Day before that was 102.1 and 101.9. So it seems to be dropping. Yesterday, though she could barely walk, she was confident enough to steal Loki's tug. And she doesn't like tugs. Just to remind him who's boss. She's full of piss-n-vinegar though and chased Loki until she wiped out because she's not strong enough. Gosh, if the doc found out I accidentally let her run, I'd be reported or she'd be pup-napped. I can tell she's getting stronger but she's still very weak in the legs. I remember she walked like that a lot, long before she got ill, and I have to wonder if she was pre-disposed to weakness in this area or if it really can still be autoimmune arthritis, which really would strike when the dog gets ill in the first place. Blood and joint cultures are still negative on bacterial growth but we still have until Sunday before we confirm a final result. Why she's responding to antibiotics without finding the infection is scary and curious.
Well, look who the cat dragged into the kitchen! We haven't seen a husky in the kitchen whilst preparing dinner in far too long!
I approach and her propeller winds up. "Hi mom! I'm so happy to see you!"
"Must concentrate on propeller motor speed."
"OK, propeller is up to speed. You may approach me with that tri-tip now."
Loki plays indifferent but he's secretly happy to have his partner in crime back!
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