As my late Aussie aged, I had to help him up and down the stairs. He would wait at the top (or bottom) for his "handle" - a padded band with a loop on the top that went around his chest. Sort of turned him into a suitcase. Because he knew I could catch him if he stumbled, he went more boldly. Fortunately, his eyesight was great right to the end of his life.
Jimmy was my blind dog - as his cataracts progressed, I knew he would need guidance, so I started teaching him different verbal commands like "step up/down", "go slow", and most importantly - "be careful!" which meant there was an object in his path. When he would get into the car, I would pat the floor so he could hear/know where to jump. But once they realize you are being their "eyes" - you have to do it! More than a few times I was distracted and Jimmy would crash into something while playing and I'd feel horrible....
My late Cattle Dog had developed cataracts, and I had noticed that the sun shining into his eyes made him completely blind. With Jimmy being part poodle, I left his "eyebrows" long so he had a built-in sunshade; and he learned to walk with his head down so he could see high-contrast things (and if he bumped into something, it was head-butted, not nosed-smacked)
Like your Jesse - he was one happy boy. He still insisted on playing fetch (a ball with a bell inside helps), he would run around and chase Ben; and he loved to snuggle. Sometimes he would sit and put his face very close to mine, as if he was saying "Can you do something about why I can't see?" in case I could fix it - that was heartbreaking
😞 Also, it helps them follow you (or at least know where you are) if you wear noisy shoes or flipflops.
Best wishes!
Deb
Ed, Deb, and 2 dogs
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