Cindy Bruckart | Wed, 03/23/2011 - 10:50
I’ve written before about my blind, deaf, diabetic, 15 year old JRT. Yes, he’s still with us. We thought we would lose him a couple of times, but in true Jack Russell fashion he keeps bouncing back. As I carried him outside to pee for the sixth time today it dawned on me that he isn’t a 15 year old dog, but more of a 15 year old puppy.
He’s lost his eyesight but his nose works just as well as it always has. This leads him into many a jam that he can’t find his way out of on his own. After rescuing him from several tight spots, missteps and near misses, we’ve decided that he needs constant supervision. So, now he has an ex-pen set up in the living room with a bed, toys, water and even some potty pads in case we don’t get him outside at the right time. He doesn’t signal that he needs to pee anymore; he just takes a few steps and goes. I figure he’s earned the right.