Dakota is 14. She got him when I was 18 so he's always been a part of my adult life. He's had cancer once and the vet was able to remove the tumor but now, 2 years later, he has another at his side and she said it smells terrible, like its rotting or something since he scratched it open today. The animal hospital told her to come right away and the poor boy can't even stand anymore and is whimpering in pain.
My mom and I already discussed a while back that he may not make it to the end of the year and she doesn't want to put him thru surgery again at his age, if that is even an option at this point anymore.
So I'm waiting by my phone crying, waiting for my mom to call with the inevitable news that we are all afraid is coming. I know all of you would understand the emotional toll this takes so that's why I needed to let you know.