Been a bad week that is turning out better. My old poodle Barkley took ill with his back. He slipped a disk about 10 years ago and since we have had a battle with it. He was in agony for days and I had to lay in bed and pet him, rub his spine, put hot packs on him. Feed and water him by hand. And hope while feeling sick from stress that he would come back to me one more time, I love him so much. Well, I called the vet and he gave me some generic medicine that he swore would help. It did. Barkley can walk again. I was having to carry him out and let him do his business and carry him back to bed. He had a couple of mistakes on the bed, which was a mess but he could not help it. Well, looks like I have been given one more reprieve from losing my little hairy brown baby. I dread putting him to sleep. So, I shall cherish what ever time we have left before the final paralysis and pain overcomes him.