It's just wrong

It's just wrong how our best friends in life can be taken from us. I'm talking about our loyal four legged companions that do everything they can to please us. They should be immune from illnesses such as cancer, they should never have to suffer a moment in return for all the unconditional love they give us.

The reason I write this is because Saturday we found out that our best friend Sutter has what is called hemangiosarcoma. It's a cancer of the blood that seeds itself into the major organs of the body and grows there. We found this out after his surgery earlier this week. We've been given the name of a good canine oncologist, but I think we have decided not to go that route. This particular cancer is not very treatable and we don't want him to suffer more than necessary his last few days on this planet. Instead, we want him to enjoy them as much as he can, with all the treats, and special treatment he deserves. He's been pretty lethargic all week, but is showing a little more energy today. We've always called him my shadow cuz he follows me everywhere, even in the house. He hasn't been doing that this week, today is the first day he's made an effort to be at my feet again.

In a weird sort of way, it's been a good week for him. He doesn't know why, but he is suddenly getting fed like a king, pork, potroast, chicken, bacon, etc. AND he's allowed to be anywhere, on anything, etc. without getting punished. He thinks it's great! I hope we can keep him deliriously happy for the time we have left with him.