I was going well until last weekend. I started pooping inside and refusing to eat my customary shredded apple on top of my food. The peeps could live with that. Then Tuesday, I started panting and wheezing and yesterday I was lethargic. The peeps called the vet because some of the symptoms of my melanoma were appearing. They made an appointment today to send me to the bridge. It was so bad that I didn’t even want green beans and let 2 sit on the floor for five minutes before Kaci and Kali got them.
I spent a lot of time in corners and in my crate
The doc looked me over and said that there was one more thing we could try. My problems could be pain related or cancer related or some combination of both but I was on a light pain regimen. I would be put on a medium and then a heavy if needed. This might work but not if the melanoma and not the pain was the cause of my problems. The peep jumped at that chance. If it is the cancer, I may not have a week. If it is mostly the pain, I could have another month or two and I’d certainly like to spend the holidays with my pack and friends like Lilly, the rescue greyhound next door who already said her goodbyes.
Kaci even had an obituary post ready to go-the only thing left to do on it was to fill in the time of death. The attitude around here has gone from gloom to joy. There is the extra vet and drug bill and there goes the budget so I’ll be sending out e-cards.
All I can say is “AROOOOOOOOOO-it’s great to be alive.”.