Here I am at seven months in my new home and things were going pretty well.

I wasn't in great shape when I first arrived back in May. My coat was nappy and full of dandruff. My rear end drooped and I had to slide off a low bed to get down. My butt hit the floor when I landed. I needed a footstool to help get up onto the bed because I could not jump.

After two weeks of care, I began grooming myself. After two months, I started walking with my tail held up.

There have been a lot of ups and downs with my health since then and the vet bills have added up, but mom and dad have hung with me all the way! :-)