Ooops, should probably post a little update. It's hard to remember when you got Nook' on the brain & hard to type when you have tears in your eyes.

Last night I was actually amazed with him. As I walked in the door he was happily trotting down the hallway to great me. Not once in about 2 months has he heard me enter the house, even when he is right next to the door.
He was also very talkative & playful (still had to play by laying down but he was more energetic). Of course his hind end is still so weak he is still not doing great but there was a vast improvement last night. This morning he was a little worse again but not as bad as he has been in the past.

I know I will never know for sure when he is ready until the time actually comes but I do know he is not ready right now. We talk to each other daily about our life, events, memories and as of lately a lot about when its time to go. He tells me straight out he's not ready yet. He says he'll let me know when he's ready and boy do I hope he does.

He spends his days enjoying being spoiled absolutely rotten and relaxing.