The kind wishes and thoughts from those who care about Puggy must be helping, because my girl is still hangin' in there. A couple weeks ago, her initial cough medication (aminophylline) was replaced with a new cough medication (theophylline). Although she still coughs when excited or after walking around, she is doing much better on theophylline. Most of her breathing is not as labored as before.
Tyler is ... well, he's Tyler. Last night he was running around with poo in his mouth, but he spit it out when his dad yelled at him. This we call "progress." But he is worth the battle when I wake up in the morning and he is lying there in the crook of my arm, staring at me with those big brown pug eyes. I can only imagine what he might be thinking:"Hmmm. She's not moving. Is she dead? Can I eat her yet?""Humans - so cute when they sleep."
Hopefully it's the latter.
But when Tyler does this, it reminds me how Puggy used to lay nuzzled close against my shoulder and stare at me in between all the snooze button alarms. She doesn't do that any more, and I think it's because she is unable to get comfortable laying close to someone because of the extra heat generated by another body. When breathing is difficult, being too warm (and squished by some human's big butt) is anything but a solution. So she gravitates to the foot of the bed now. I miss being able to snuggle with her, but Puggy is no longer comfy with that. And who am I to argue with a Snorting Princess? :o\