Koya san

I was up at six this morning. Koya was whining in pain. He’s got another horrible hotspot that he won’t leave alone. It’s all raw. I put his cone on him, but I really don’t know what to do. I can’t keep him on steroids forever.

He breaks my heart when he does this. I just want him to feel better. And then I wonder, as hard as I am on myself, how much is he taking after me? How much is it because I'm stressed about upcoming exams and school?

What’s strange is that Koya actually does much better when B. is around. I think it must be the male bonding. And they play together, which makes Koya ecstatic. (I can play with him until the cows come home, but he loves to run and play with B.)

I hope something helps. I’ve got a few steroids and antibiotics from the last time I took him to the vet, which I hope do the trick. You can see how miserable he is wearing the cone and what he looks like when he is happy and healthy. He is such a beautiful boy and brings so much joy into my life. I just want him to get better. For good.