He said his heartbeat was still normal and he didn't have a fever. He's been shedding like crazy and has a ton of dander, which he's never had. I can't get him to eat anything other than a slice of cheese, and I've been giving him water with a squirt bottle. I really hope to see some kind of improvement in a day or so because I won't let him suffer like this.
It's the toughest thing I think I've gone through. Worse that getting divorced because at least I was mad at her. I slept on the floor next to him last night and he kept whimpering in his sleep. His appetite came back a little today and he was picking his head up. A fire truck went by with its siren wailing and he sang to it, which seems positive. What sucks is the swelling is getting worse in his front leg that didn't have anything wrong a week ago.
My daughter seems to be picking up on our sadness. She smiles the second I smile at her, but she seems really down too. Sometimes she just looks at Hannibal for a few minutes. She's almost 4 months, I wonder how much she's actually absorbing.