Hi! Toby here. It’s been a long haul since I was knighted as ‘Sir Pantsalot of the Round Bowl‘ and a lot has happened. Let me tell you, fighting dragons is hard. Really HARD. Even with a magic sword. My special vet has been with me all the way, even though the dragons were impervious to some of those potions he sprinkled on my sword. Dragon 1 was Cushing’s Disease. That was a nasty fight, let me tell you. I don’t think I’d had enough practice with my sword, so I ended up on the wrong side of that battle. I was pretty down and out for a bit, that’s for sure. And, wouldn’t you know, the Cushing’s dragon called in reinforcements! Just what I needed….
This new dragon had a funny name: Addison’s Disease. It’s supposed to be the opposite of Cushing’s (sorta like a mirror image). All I know, it was scary. But Sage and all my blog friends were by my side in all my fights. It sure helps to have an army behind you!! I can’t thank you enough for all the good wishes and happy thoughts you sent. Dragons don’t like them, that’s for sure. But that wasn’t the end of it.
I kept losing weight (must have been all that fighting) and my special vet tried something to help me absorb food. I spent a couple of days looking at the Rainbow Bridge. It was there–I saw it. It’s really beautiful, let me tell you. And I saw Maggie. She looked like she couldn’t wait to have me come play with her! But Sage, the little whippersnapper that she is, said NO–I couldn’t go yet. She needs me here. I heard her in the distance saying that and decided maybe I should stay a while longer.
So, here I am. The special vet says I’m doing pretty well in my fight with the Addison’s dragon. The magic Prednisone potion is working! My legs don’t work so well and I have some spinal degeneration, but I’m happy. I go for walks. I get some of the best food you could ask for and I gained a couple of pounds! Pretty good, huh?