It was an up and down weekend. Saturday night I had to carry him around
and he started that heartbreaking panting again. Was it time to put him
down now?

We gave him an extra trama.dol (aka a narcotic) and that helped him calm
down and feel better enough to get up and try to venture into our room.
He also got pissy and tried to bite me when I trimmed some of his
nails. So that was up.

I carried him into his bed at one point but he kept trying to get up. I
was like, dude, I just put you to bed! So stay there already! But no,
he was thirsty, made his way to the water bowl and drank for-ever. Then
he went to bed.

Today he was down. Laid on the kitchen floor most of the day, in the
same spot. Was today the day?

Again, the evening meds perked him up and he wolfed down his kibble
(yes, he's still eating kibble like he used to, albeit with a bit less
coordination. I stand over him, periodically scooping what's sprayed
onto the floor back into his bowl) then peed three different times
inside the house. But he's eating and walking around so we clean up the
pee and do what we can for him.

He's taking his pills well when I wrap them in little pieces of buns or
chicken nuggets.

I just pieced together that he perks up almost instantly after he takes
meta.cam, this liquid nsaid drug that we only give him at night. The
label says once a day but I think I'll try twice and see what that gets
us.

The ups are smaller these days but the downs are smaller too. I guess
when your quality scale is small that's bound to happen. But he's
comfortable most of the time and he's still eating so we're not giving
up just yet.