Poor Doggie

Cosmo is sick… and we don’t know why. It started yesterday with an odd limp. This morning when he woke up, he had trouble walking. It was like he was drunk.

I called my ex-wife, MB, and we took him to the doggie emergency room.

MB and I were married for 5 years, we've been divorced for the same amount of time. For the first year or so after we split up, we didn't speak, There was a lot of hurt and anger. Our joint custody of Cosmo is one of the reasons we reestablished our friendship. Then we remembered that we do actually like each other.

It’s sort of like a brotherly/sisterly affection now. I have zero romantic feelings towards her and I have no doubt that she lacks that same feeling towards me, but it is still a lot of fun hanging out .

Back when we were married, we had just finished a phone conversation while I was at work. A coworker walked up to me and said she knew I’d been talking to my wife. She knew, because she said she never saw me smile or laugh as much as I did when I was talking to MB.

That remains true today. As we sat in the ER, waiting for a couple of hours, we cracked each other up.

We talked about the hard issue too, of what to do with a 9-year-old bullmastiff who might have a serious problem. That wasn’t fun, but it wasn’t terrible. It was comforting dealing with it together.

At the end of it all, there was no official diagnosis on Cosmo. It could be something simple like a neck injury or something not so simple like a brain tumor. Or it could be anything in between.

Quite a range.

Right now he’s sleeping on his bed and he seems comfortable.