Update on Cody

Well folks don't count Cody-man out just yet. There's a bit of good news to share. Cody has been up some and walked around. He's no longer the lifeless ragdoll that he was on Monday and part of Tuesday. He doesn't appear to be in constant pain either. He also ate his breakfast on his own this morning. I held the bowl and he ate up his food. I did not have to hold him in my lap and feed him piece by piece like the previous few days.

That being said, I know he doesn't have much longer. Signs of improvement, a few good days left in him but there's no such thing as Cody "getting better", per say. His years are catching up to him. Still though he isn't appearing to be in the critical state we thought he was in 2 days ago.

Our plan is this, if he naturally goes in the next few days then he naturally goes. Next week we will discuss helping him to rejoin his little brother. We are nearing the point when we need to end things for him. "Nearing" the point is the key word. Now obviously, if things suddenly change and we feel he's in pain then we'll of course snap into action. Fingers-crossed though we can avoid the memory of losing Cody close to Brad's birthday. 

Now all that being said...I've heard the chatter. Yes, the chatter! So allow me to respond....I am Cody's loving mommie. I have been Cody's loving mommie since he was weaned. He was my first pug, my first dog since being out on my own. I have loved him every day of his life! Everyday!!!! My love for him and his brother is unending and forever.  Yes indeed, I am Cody's loving mommie! And Cody now has a loving daddy too. And we, yes...WE will decide how to proceed with Cody. We will not be rushed. We will not be made to feel guilty. We will not be told what to do and when to do it!!!!  I have loved Cody for 16.5 years, so honestly do you really think I'm going to stand by and watch him suffer and not do anything?  I'm not stupid! I'm not cruel! And I'm definitely not mean to my fur-babies!! My fur-babies are treated like our "kids", since the day Cody and Simon came to be they have been my version of "kids".  So come on people!!!  Those that believe I'm doing wrong at this moment and those that are judging me. All I have to say is...how dare you!  How dare you question me, especially how dare you question such a thing pertaining to my fur-baby! Question my choice in clothes? Or the way I decorate? Question my obsession with the color red? Or my love for the city of Paris? But don't dare question my ability to do what is best for either of my fur-babies. Got it?