Fighting the Good Fight

 It has been a rough 72 hours for our happy, sweet tempered love of a dog, Shelton.

Over the last few days my husband and I have wished and prayed for things to get better for our little guy.

He is in critical condition at a Houston pet hospital- after waking up Thursday seeming very distant- by Saturday morning he was unresponsive, immobile, and empty behind the eyes.  He no longer recognizes us or his surroundings.

Doctors tell us it is neurological- maybe brain swelling- though they don't know what could have caused it- and they're working to find a treatment.  

Shelton is just 4 years old.

We are remaining hopeful that this chapter will end soon and we'll have our 'shark man' back with us as healthy and happy as ever.

 Things aren't the same here without him, and we're waiting anxiously for every update.