Gooey has several nice hospital suites to settle in, depending on the sun and breeze.
Today he drank some water from a bowl and licked some food from a stick.
It's going to be a while, but Gustavo's on the mend.
Did you ever dream that you were a dog agility super champ except then it switched and you were at some germy, grungy, derelict seaside park in the dark and the carnies were actually drug addled zombies that were shambling after you with hammers and their big teeth? And then as you're trying to escape your way out from under their oily, horrible claws by clambering up a rat infested palm tree, you're all, this is about dog agility like, how?
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I know it seems implausible, but I still wonder if maybe it's possible that at the last minute the coyotes decided that he was too sweet and cute looking to eat. I mean, there must be *somewhere* they draw the line, right, I mean the don't eat their own pups. And *nobody anywhere* has a sweeter smile that Gustavo. So I just wonder.
All the best continuing thoughts for him, a little better every day.
Keep it up Gustavo!!!! You do indeed look like you are feeling a bit better in the sunshine!
Gustavo will have the most amazing stories to tell around the camp fire; he looks better and better in each picture.
yes! everyone will sleep better now that he is ensconced in the comfort and safety of the home infirmary.
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