Thanks MJ. We tried Luc on tramadol at some point in the last few months of his life. He also couldn't tolerate it. He went off it close to immediately. That experience is definitely colouring my perceptions of it.
That, and Nebbers is only 13 - we hope he'll be around for years yet, and I don't want him on an opiate long term, at all.
We were late feeding the boys this morning - slept in, but they went out late and got their bedtime meal late, still, breakfast was late to them - and Neb puked twice, first grass, and then some kibble. So now bile.
I will update on the recent health stuff in the senior dog health issues.
Oh - I maybe wasn't clear, the jackhammering had stopped by class, but I did try to train him earlier in the day. All the dogs were on edge all day from it, so I don't think it helped him be present during class.
(And he finds training class VERY exciting, he always has, even our practice/daily training - he gets HYPED up. It's nice he enjoys it so much, but is hyper for a bit after, but last night was over the top)
This morning (6:30am so not prime dog time) I thought 'We'll take the elevator back up' but in the lobby I always step back a big ways. Elevator opens and the brindle puppy (a small dog, it's an older puppy now) that Agis hates for reasons unclear to us (it did bark at him when it was a really little puppy, but you can't cut a puppy some slack?). Everyone was good until I moved forward to grab the elevator - even though they were by the doors to leave, Agis did his growl bark and then Xerxes did his bay. Easy to stop them. The elevator went to basement, and another one was coming down but who knows who would get off that, so I decided to do what I should've done in the first place and take the stairs. Yesterday going up the stairs Nebbers was slow but he ran up this time (no doubt knew Toby had gotten their food ready).