This is One Tough Little Dog

When I got home from work tonight I took Dolce and Brownie outside for their little potty break. I think Dolce was probably in the best mood I've ever seen him in. He was running around, attacking acorns and wagging his tail all over the place. I was petting Brownie and looked over and saw that Dolce had been digging at an acorn and his face and snout had dirt all over it...he just looked up at me with his little doggie grin and wagged his tail...so happy. I called for him to come inside and he came running across the little yard and did something that literally AMAZED me. Dolce ran up to me and started pouncing at me and jumping back and forth with his tail wagging like crazy...he wanted to play! I swear to god my heart skipped a few beats...this boy has come such a long way. After we tried playing we went inside and he immediately ran right into the kitchen ready to eat some food. I'm telling you this dog is not the same one I brought home!

Somehow I got my days mixed up and didn't realize Dolce's appointment with Dr Adams was tonight. I'm so glad I thought about it and called the vet to make sure! When we got to the vet all of the staff came out at different times to greet Dolce (he's very well known over there) and tell us how great he's looking. But for the best news: Dr Adams wants to remove Dolce's feeding tube! YAHOO! He wanted us to leave him at the vet over night and remove the feeding tube first thing in the morning, but I really didn't feel 100% comfortable with that since Dolce went from being a super happy dog to shaking and quivering once we walked into the vets office. I really felt like it would be too much for him if we left him there and he spent the night there all alone. This little guy has been through enough and doesn't need to worry that he's being abandoned ever again. Dr Adams understood my concerns for Dolce and told us we could bring him back the next day to be sedated and have X-Rays taken of his jaw and to have the feeding tube removed. I think my favorite part of tonight's visit to the vet was when Dr Adams was looking at Dolce's mouth and said to himself, "this is one tough little dog." I love the way he said it. He said it in a way that felt like he was so relieved and proud of my little Dolce boy and like he was letting out a sigh of relief.

When we drove home we hit a lot of traffic and Dolce was getting overheated (he gets that way easily) so he got on the arm rest between Brett and I and stretched out (as much as he could since it's a small space). Eventually he wanted to stretch out and sleep, which was difficult since there was no place for him to lay his head...so Brett put out his hand and Dolce placed his head in Brett's hand and slept like that for the remainder of the car ride...so sweet.

Can't wait to update with photos tomorrow when his tube is removed! Thanks for reading everyone!