{"id":2474,"date":"2012-09-23T05:09:22","date_gmt":"2012-09-23T13:09:22","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/midlifedog.com\/?p=2474"},"modified":"2012-09-23T05:11:13","modified_gmt":"2012-09-23T13:11:13","slug":"ophelia-on-her-last-paws-we-think","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/midlifedog.com\/index.php\/dogs-and-cats\/ophelia-on-her-last-paws-we-think\/","title":{"rendered":"Ophelia on her last paws (we think)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/midlifedog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/graciewithophelia1.gif\"><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" class=\"alignright size-full wp-image-2478\" title=\"graciewithophelia\" src=\"http:\/\/midlifedog.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2012\/09\/graciewithophelia1.gif\" alt=\"\" width=\"260\" height=\"177\" hspace=\"7\" vspace=\"5\" \/><\/a>My mom has been very sad in the last week. She&#8217;s way ahead of schedule when it comes to healing from her fractured arm; she now guides my leash with her left hand, which makes life easier for both of us.<\/p>\n<p>But Ophelia has taken a turn for the worse. It happened so gradually; she was nibbling, then she would eat only canned food, and then my mom took her to the vet. Since then she&#8217;s been on a whirlwind of activity, giving Ophelia fluids and drugs.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ve always said Ophelia would be trouble. I posted here the day we took Ophelia &#8211; all 17 pounds of fur &#8211; home from the Seattle Humane Society. But did my mom listen? No. She adored Ophelia from the very beginning.<\/p>\n<p>After awhile I got used to Ophelia, too. Recently we&#8217;ve been having long chats about life and our trips &#8211; a year apart &#8211; from Seattle in the cargo section of a Delta Airlines flight. Last week my mom came home to find us sitting together on the couch. She got so excited she ran to take a photo. Pathetic, isn&#8217;t it?<\/p>\n<p>What&#8217;s driving my mom totally nuts is that Ophelia gives out mixed signals. She won&#8217;t eat. She let&#8217;s my mom do &#8220;assisted feeding&#8221; with a syringe, but she&#8217;s not eating on her own or grooming herself.<\/p>\n<p>Ophelia knows where everything is. She walks from one room to the other. She jumps down from the couch or bed &#8211; where my mom places her &#8211; and goes off to choose her own place. Right now she&#8217;s on my favorite bed, which means I get the floor.<\/p>\n<p>Ophelia was headed for the Great Sandbox in the Sky last Thursday. Then she walked over to her scratching post and gave it a few strong swipes. She used the litter box without making a fuss.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;She&#8217;s not ready to go,&#8221; my mom declared. She called our wonderful vet at Companion Animal Hospital and Ophelia got a reprieve.<\/p>\n<p>Then today Ophelia walked over to my crate and drank the water from my dish, just like she always did. My mom was thrilled but also frustrated.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;I wish I knew what she wants,&#8221; she said. &#8220;I&#8217;m ready to say good-by but only if it&#8217;s really the right time.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Wish I could help, mom, but as always, I&#8217;m just the dog. I&#8217;ll go along either way &#8211; comforting Ophelia while she&#8217;s here and comforting my mom throughout the process.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>My mom has been very sad in the last week. She&#8217;s way ahead of schedule when it comes to healing from her fractured arm; she now guides my leash with her left hand, which makes life easier for both of us. But Ophelia has taken a turn for the worse. It happened so gradually; she &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/midlifedog.com\/index.php\/dogs-and-cats\/ophelia-on-her-last-paws-we-think\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Ophelia on her last paws (we think)<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[84],"tags":[101],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/midlifedog.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2474"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/midlifedog.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/midlifedog.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/midlifedog.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/midlifedog.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2474"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"https:\/\/midlifedog.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2474\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2482,"href":"https:\/\/midlifedog.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2474\/revisions\/2482"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/midlifedog.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2474"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/midlifedog.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2474"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/midlifedog.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2474"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}