My Poor Dog

I had to rush Hyatt to the vet yet again this morning. He was limping (not using his back left leg) and shaking and was breathing really labored. I was freaking out. I packed him up in the car and got him in to see Tracy right away. She listened to his lungs and thinks he has some kind of fungal infection (explains all of his sores) that has worked its way into his lungs. She said his lungs sound like they have fluid in them. :( I could not be more depressed about this. That poor dog is only 3 years old and his life has been an absolute mess. The vet took a urine sample from him and will see what happens and they are keeping him for a few days for observation. Hopefully I will get him back on Saturday with a diagnosis and medication to make him better.

I really don't have much else to say today.
I'm just really worried about my baby boy.