Angel had her second chemo last week, and it went as well as the first with no side effects (except a bit tired and didn’t eat as much as usual the day after). Yesterday, she hopped more than she has since the amputation, which happened to be her tenth birthday!!!! She walked all the way around my apartment complex, which isn’t far, but it was a long way for her. It was five in the morning so no one witnessed my happiness, but she had a bite of chicken to celebrate her special day. I can’t believe it’s been 10 years since my son brought her little wrinkly sweet self home.
I have read about so many losses of our beautiful animals on the blogs and forums, and my heart breaks each time I read them. I almost don’t want to read them because of the sadness, but I feel it honors the love between these wonderful furbabies and their families. It is no different than losing a son or daughter. The pain is the same. It sucks big time, and it’s not fair…Thanks for reading.
