Doctor E., the holistic vet came on Thursday to see Gus. The disease (degenerative myelopathy) is progressing faster than I'd hoped it would. Gus can (still) get to his feet, even though one back foot knuckles under.
~Gus on Thursday~
He doesn't realize where he's placing his feet, so this makes finding his balance a little tricky. Another increasing problem is that once Gus gets onto his feet and gets going, he's not able to control how fast he's moving and can't stop himself. This is why twice this week he has unfortunately tumbled head first down the two outside steps. Thankfully Gus has not hurt himself, but we're no longer allowing him to be around the stairs by himself.
Dr. E and I discuss at each of her visits Gus's quality of life. We both agree that it's still good for him, even though there are physical changes and he can't get up and move around as easily as he once did. So as Gus stumbles ahead, falls down, gets up, barks at me because I'm not getting his dinner to him fast enough and tries to chase the lovely Ms. Yellow, he is still happy. And onward we go, spoiling him, and giving him everything he wants.