Lucas: Out of Character

We end our week on not the best of notes; we have cold and rain and Lucas isn't feeling well. I should have known something was wrong when at about two-thirty in the morning I was awakened by Lucas who had his front paws on the bed and he was looking at me. This was totally out of character for him because he doesn't typically come into the bedroom.  But I put my arm around him and petted and talked to him for a few minutes.  With that, he laid down by the side of the bed and we both went back to sleep.  As if his waking me and coming into the bedroom wasn't unusual enough, this morning Lucas was really subdued and very uncharacteristically refused his morning meal, an offer of treats and even water.  Needless to say, we were off to the vet.  

You'll recall that when Lucas came to us last January, he had severe periodontal disease and had to have 38 teeth removed.  My vet thinks that one of the remaining 4 teeth may have possibly become a problem and is causing him to have pain.  To say that I'm disappointed that after all that he went through, that it could possibly be another bad tooth is an understatement--But I am really, really hoping that's all that it is.  And I'm also hoping that the medications he's being given will help his appetite to return and also return the silly-goofy-cat-stalking dog that we've become so fond of.  Until he feels like his old self, we're keeping our fingers and paws crossed and making sure he gets lots of rest.