Diffused Rays

A few days after our visit to Marin, the vet called. The radiologist agreed with most of his assumptions, however, other problems had come to light.

Elliot’s white blood cells showed he had allergies or parasites. I had dropped a fecal sample of at my regular vet’s, and Elliot did not have worms or parasites. That left allergies. They also found an old fracture where Elliot’s sacroiliac joined his pelvis, which did seem to be stable.

Okay, now we aren’t talking surgery, but there appears to be an abundance of problems. I begin to wonder whether Elliot had been hit by a car, What was his life like before he went to the shelter?

Though sweet and loving, he is also skittish. Loud sounds frighten him: The slamming of the refrigerator door, heavy footsteps, a dropped pan, and he is petrified by the broom.

On the other hand he is connecting with me and Bill. He sits for hours at Bill’s feet in the den and follows me around the house and out to the back yard. Mornings he runs from one side of the bed to the other waking us both up.

He loves his walks through the neighborhood, trips to the park, and riding in the car, but is easily distracted by people, dogs, cats, birds or dropping leaves. He plays in the kennel, where some of the neighborhood dogs visit him through the fence. They are not as friendly when he is loose. However, I am having a fence built so there will be more room for running, playing, and visiting. If only his health would improve.