I'm feeling shell-shocked. It seems inconceivable that we could possibly be staring down the barrel of another terminal cancer in such a short time. I just hope, with all my heart, that R is cancer-free.
On the good side, R has decided that Shyla is the most amazing friend he can imagine. He is always looking for her in the house, wanting to play wild chase and wrestling games. And, she is more than happy to oblige. I finally had to separate them so that I could think for long enough to write this post!
You can see in the photo below that R lost some fur when he had his ultrasound, and he lost some weight when he decided to stop eating (he's eating again now). He looks so playful, and so does Shyla!
Just after we arrived at their house and when she was first met each of my friends, she was afraid to the point that she used a super low body posture (approaching a "belly crawl") to approach them. But, as my friends worked their magic using non-threatening body language and treats, Shyla relaxed with each of them. Many thanks to my friends at Dream Valley Ranch for helping Shyla and me!
Seeing Shyla today showed me that her fearfulness the other day wasn't a fluke. She is indeed very inexperienced with coping in new situations or with new people. Tomorrow, we will venture to the city to see an amazing trainer. I hope that we can lay out a plan so that I can gradually help Shyla to be as confident in new places as she is on our trails.
Please keep R in your thoughts. I feel scared about him.