No news is good news these days, I guess. Sparkey shows little wear and tear, other than some bleeding on the top of his hind paws after we forgot his booties a few times. His appetite remains relatively good, with some moments of turning up his nose at otherwise favored foods. Even with the temperature in the 80's and 90's most days, he still wants to walk around the block, drinks lots of water, and understandably sleeps a whole lot. Our friend David still comes to walk and hang out with the dogs on weekdays while we're at work, and Sparks tolerates his nightly IV with little protest.
Overall, things are at a midsummer standstill, neither in perceptible decline nor incline. For this, we must give thanks.