Maggie's check up is today. Normally I get a kick out of introducing the vet to a new family member because she gets such a big kick out of it. But I'm dreading today's appointment. I know it's not true, but I feel like I'm conspiring against poor Molly. It doesn't help that she's had an awfully bad week either. She's been in a lot of pain, aspirin isn't really cutting it......I had to take her herding ball away from her. She's having some real breathing issues, both that horrid cough and just some really odd.....you can tell breathing is impaired.....type breathing. She's gotten super jumpy too. Not sure what this is because normally she's the most laid back dog in the world. It's not Maggie because Molly avoids Maggie completely. She's jumpy with everyone, skiddish. Been talking to the kids about Molly's decline. Nichole has noticed it as well for quite a while........our talking about it just brought a lot of things to her attention. Molly doesn't greet her anymore when she comes to visit, it's been a very long time since Molly last greeted Nichole without Nichole having to call her and call her and finally seek her out. Now you have to understand, Nichole and Molly have been thick as thieves since the moment they met, inseparable. Molly has always adored Nichole, and I do mean adored. They did everything together up until Nichole moved away from home. And even then, they still did things together. But for the last several months.......Molly hides instead of greeting her. Nichole saying this made me realize that 99 percent of the time, Molly doesn't greet anyone at the door anymore.........only seems to if she has a desperate need to go out. It's sort of hard to notice Molly's weight loss because at one time she was so very over weight. (well over 100 lbs) So now there is all this extra skin that if you don't look at her well......she doesn't look that bad. (if you didn't know she used to weigh so much) But I can see her hip bones for the first time since she was about a year old. I mean I can really see them. And it doesn't help that some days she appears to be "swollen" in her abdomen because there is no way she can look so much thinner one day and the next look as if her belly has gotten tighter/bigger. I'm dreading this darn talk, because we all pretty much believe we're going to hear exactly what we don't want to hear. Heck, I've put off bathing her (and she really needs a bath) for weeks because I can't seem to catch a good day where I wouldn't make her feel worse. And I'll admit it, I feel sort of guilty for going out and finding another puppy to "replace" her, well as far as doing her job anyway. Does not help that Rowdy has been acting really strange all spring either. He won't even get up and walk around the yard, to the point where the first time in his whole life his nails need to be cut. He also has a horrible cough if the weather is damp/humid. He's just sort of lethargic. Used to be I'd tell him it was time to go on his lead and he'd be dancing around his kennel and pull me all the way to it. Now I have to walk slow and give him time to get there. He's not showing signs of pain per se, so far just severely slowing down. Like it hit him all at once. I'll let you all know what the vet says about my Molly girl. The appointment is at 11:30am and the vet is literally 5 mins away from the house.