When I received the jar, Macho was immediately curious and started sniffing it. I thought; this is quite different from how it went with the treat.
Normally I don't give him food in the afternoon but I immediately prepared a bowl of food with the powder on top and he ate it like he always did. The next morning I gave it again and I was waiting for the moment he had to poop. When he did I was relieved that it was just normal.
I think it was about 7-10 days later that I noticed something was starting to work. When I said "are we going out" which he always responded to enthusiastically, he got out of his bed much faster.
I kept the walk short like I had been doing lately; 15 minutes and then we came back home. From that moment on I basically kept watching daily.
I slowly saw with each passing day that he was consistently getting up better and he walked just a bit smoother. After about 2 to 2.5 weeks I was walking with him and I thought; he's actually just walking normally again.
Because you're so used to him having something, you think with every little misstep that it's still there. But he was really walking much better.
Actually from that moment on things really improved with getting up. It literally got better by the day, getting up kept getting smoother until after about 4 weeks he was just getting up smoothly.
As a precaution I still took it easy with playing with other dogs, I still kept him from that because he often came home in pain after that.
When he ran into his "best girlfriend" during a walk I thought, let's see how it goes, and I did tell her owner that we needed to watch carefully. He ran and he played, I had literally never seen him go at it like that.
When he was done and we walked home, he was exhausted but he was still walking normally. At some point he fell asleep and I went upstairs. Before I came back down, he was already waiting at the door in the living room. He only did this when he was 3-4 months old.
I already saw that the powder was working, but now I really knew it.
And just like that, I told him we were going out and I was still sitting on the couch talking to my mom and he jumps on the couch. And I looked at him and said "Macho, what are you doing?!".
Literally while writing this I get tears in my eyes, I'm so happy that I persevered and didn't listen to others who said I shouldn't do this.
Today he's happier than ever, moves like he should move and he's really himself again like he was when he was little.