When I 1st went & got my bundle of joy I was told by the owners he was the runt of the little, only 2 wks later when his eyes changed did I realize they had given him away too soon. About a month after I was severly injured at work & spent a year at home recovery, Due to this my baby & I became very close. For 12 yrs he was my baby, no matter how old he was he never acted it. About 3 months ago I noticed that within a week he had lost alot of weight, fearful I too him to an emergency vet. I did not expect the terrible diagnosis I got, liver cancer, no warning, no true signs, he had had a check up only a very months ago. Although we tried everything, even chemo, my poor baby wasn't strong enough to go on. Only 2 weeks after finding out he had cancer we had to do the hardest thing I've ever done. We were there when the put him to sleep, while I am grateful he was no longer in pain, I miss him terribly. He will always have a very special place in my heart.
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7/24/03 at 11:25am