Well, the vet just phoned with some bad news. My poor little Holly has a neuroblastoma. It large and probably benign but it is growing and will eventually close off the aorta and intestines. He said it might be that one of the veterinary unis could operate but you run the risk of spending thousands and still have a dead dog at the end. If it was his dog, he said, he wouldn't operate.
I've now got to go and tell an 8 year old his dog is terminally ill. Great start to the holidays.
So, when it all gets too much, she'll join my old boy who we lost just before Christmas, under the cliffs down by the shore where the gulls wheel and the oystercatchers bicker and the heather comes down to the sea.
I've now got to go and tell an 8 year old his dog is terminally ill. Great start to the holidays.
So, when it all gets too much, she'll join my old boy who we lost just before Christmas, under the cliffs down by the shore where the gulls wheel and the oystercatchers bicker and the heather comes down to the sea.