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My best friend is named Chance. He is a 10 year old yellow Labrador and is just perfect. Anyone who knows me knows how much I love him. It's as though we were made for each other or he was made for me in mind.
We've shared a lot of great moments together, moments that made me shake my head and laugh at the things he does. I've been blessed to watch him go through lifes stages. From an energetic, won't stop pup, to a young adult who was up to no good. As the years went by he's at the stage where relaxing and cuddles are just as perfect as running around the yard like a madman. Don't get me wrong he still loves doing zoomies all around the yard, especially when he finds a patch of dirt! Coming in the house like he lost a fight to a dust ball. Ha, but I've enjoyed it all.
Now we're at a new point, one that causes me so much sadness. A couple months back a mass, that I've had twice removed, came back. We took him to his vet but his vet recommend a specialty surgeon who could go deeper but would also more expensive. So we waited until we had the money. Finally it was time. We made the appointment and set up another to get his blood tested. The ball was starting to roll.
The night before his blood test he had a seizure. We rushed him to the hospital and found out he was a diabetic. He spent three nights in the hospital before he was able to come home. But now we had a new problem, he couldn't have surgery until his diabetes was under control. The mass was already big and now we had to wait longer. And so we focused on getting him better but as weeks went by the mass just kept growing at an alarming rate. However it did give us more time to get the money because what we were saving for the surgery had to be used to treat his diabetes.
Then finally the day came when we got the ok from his internal medicine doctor to see the surgeon. I was ecstatic and relieved. We were to finally going to get that mass removed!
However life never goes the way you planned. His surgeon said it's too late to save his leg if we want the mass removed and the disease gone. Now I'm faced with the hard choice, make him as comfortable as possible until it's time to say goodbye to my best friend, or take the leg completely and possibly some of his ribs depending how deep it goes. I have until Thursday, January 25th 2018 to decide. The day after my buddy's 11th birthday.
21 January 2018
24 January 2018 9:33 pm
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