Benson and the Butterfly – Update on Benson
It has been too long since I updated you all on his condition. His lymphangiectasia is still bad… he still chokes and pukes and has trouble breathing from it… except it has gotten worse some days, then others it’s not… some days he’s lying down on the couch the whole day, most days he is not active and he doesn’t tale walks anymore at night after dinner.
Some days he gets up on his own from the floor, and some days we have to literally pick up his entire back end because he can’t feel the nerves (from the lymphangiectasia)…
I mean, some days he can’t get up on his own and you have to lift him from the butt end (from underneath). He still has NO problem taking or eating a cookie or boney so there’s no problemo there, lol. Although his breathing is so strained he does have to take it easy when he eats one.
Sweet little Benson has energy like a puppy sometimes; he follows me around the house while I write during the day and I just love him. He’s my little buddy totally. He leans on me when we are sitting on the couch; he follows me when I got outside to smoke… he sits right next to my smoking chair and stands next to me if I sit on the deck stairs – where ever is close enough to get some petting in.
A month or so ago, Butt-ley (one of my many nicknames for him because his little Golden booty is just irresistible) went off EVERY SINGLE ONE OF HIS MEDS: the antibiotic, the GI med, the steroid… everything.
And it was like another dog appeared.
Benny came out and was roaching around on the floor again, chowing down his meals like a puppy (at this point he is getting hamburger or fresh chicken with his kibble – we are just letting him have what he wants to eat – now he is eating IAMS cat food with his dog kibble)
But then it disappeared again.
We are back to square one with a sweet 12-year-old Golden who is very sick and very strained. We know what we have to do.
Today, just now, he was outside with me and a butterfly and a dragonfly were flying around him and landing on him.
They landed on his golden, fluffy, Fozzy-Bear-fur and stayed there. I think they were saying
WELCOME HOME BENSON.
But how do you say goodbye after all these years? After everything? After all the times?