So, we all know how special Kellin is, right? Special in every meaning of the word (including short-bus special). His back end doesn't work so well anymore, but it's not such a big deal at home because we have main-level living. He does collapse now if he bumps into you, which is sad, but unavoidable.
Well, at my parents' house he has an entire flight of stairs to deal with every morning and night. He can go down, no problem, but going up is a frightening experience. If he loses it on his back end, he slides all the way to the bottom. On vacation, he accidentally stepped into the stairwell and totally freaked. This morning, at my parents', he made it 2/3 of the way up, then collapsed and couldn't go any further. I was standing behind him, knowing this happens, so he didn't slide all the way down, but he absolutely could not get back on his feet. I ended up having to carry his full weight, all 70+ pounds of him, up the rest of the stairs (and around a curve). It was not a good experience.
What makes these kinds of things so much worse is the fact that Kellin's 12. For a lab, that's pretty dang old.
I hate drawing nearer to putting him to sleep. There's a reason I'm not God.
