This weekend was kind of awesome. Tucker ate almost all of his meals (left a few kibbles behind here and there, but mostly ate everything) and he actually played with Button. Briefly, but it's more than we've had in a long time. I think he's starting to feel better!
Weird and sad coincidence: Rob talked to the woman who owns the neighborhood dog food store where we buy our stuff, and she told Rob that her daughter's American bulldog suddenly became seriously ill this weekend. Acted sort of lethargic on Sunday, decided not to eat and then chewed a bone and started bleeding profusely from a cut in his mouth, more than the cut should have bled, I guess. So they took him to the ER vet last night, and they did bloodwork and found that he was so profoundly anemic that he had almost no red blood cells left and is now in critical condition in the animal hospital today. It happened very quickly, just like with Tucker, but he's way worse than Tucker was. They live less than a mile away from us. I can't help but wonder if there's some way his illness could be related to Tucker's in some way.