Day 4, Oh Honey!

Wednesday, Jan 29 2020 @ 6-8am

The morning was pretty much the same as yesterday.  I was greeted with wags and led Aurora outside, where she peed on the deck.  Apparently she couldn't wait to get down the stairs.  She followed me down the stairs and did her business and we went back inside for her morning feeding.  She took her medicine without a fuss (tossed into her kibble) and I led her back to the enclosure to deal with Molly's morning routine which went off surprisingly well.  I completed my own morning routine and prepared to leave for work.  Aurora's histrionics start the moment I leave the room.  I had an idea:  Honey.  Whenever I have a nasty cough, I take honey to soothe my throat.  What if Aurora is bleeding because her nervous cough is irritating her throat?  I poured a tablespoon of honey into her dish and she lapped it up.  And the cough?  It disappeared momentarily, only to be replaced with stronger whining because I had stopped petting her.  But no cough.  I call that progress.  I will instruct B to give her a little honey later on to see if the cough abates.  Off to work...

I relayed my concerns to the medical center regarding the blood and they want to see her tomorrow morning.

@ 6-9 pm

Honey was not the magical cure I had hoped for, and Aurora had another accident on the carpet as evidenced by the baking soda left behind by the cleaning attempt.  This is not going to be an easy foster.  I arrived home to a dark house, the kids having left en masse an hour before I returned.  Aurora was in her crate and we went outside immediately after releasing her.  Dinner was uneventful and I was hoping to settle into a quiet evening after both dogs were fed and taken outside.  For the most part, it was quiet.  After Molly settled into her place on the couch, I took Aurora from her enclosure and invited her to sit with me on the love seat.  She got herself all the way up (I'd had to lift her before) and eventually laid down next to me.  I drew my legs up around her and stroked her back until she dozed off.  Everything was fine until I shifted my weight to keep my legs from falling asleep.  Aurora startled awake, snarled loudly and snapped at me.  If not for the cone, she would have made contact.  This is so unsettling.  It reminded me of Bilbo in The Fellowship of the Ring where he sees the ring but Frodo keeps it from him, and in an instant Bilbo is turned into a scary monster who then reverts back immediately when the moment passes.  I hope this is a one time thing, but I'm losing confidence that anything will change after the cone is removed.