I looked down.
She continued more gently.
“Sombra’s recovery will not be a straight line.”
I knew that.
Knowing and accepting were different things.
He came home with additional rest restrictions.
For three days, no walking beyond necessary bathroom trips.
Sombra hated it.
He stared at the back door.
Then at me.
Then back at the door.
“No.”
Tail thump.
“No.”
Another thump.
“Manipulation won’t work.”
Two thumps.
“You’re terrible.”
He put his head down.
By the fourth day he was moving comfortably again.
The setback had not erased his progress.
It had only frightened me into believing it had.
At his next rehabilitation session, the technician reduced the difficulty.
Sombra completed each exercise without complaint.Book Workouts
Then she guided him toward a low foam obstacle.
“Let’s see if he’ll lift the paw.”
He stepped over with his front feet.
Stopped.
His back right foot bumped the foam.
