Patra, our loyal and much loved pooch, has been feeling more and more sick lately. Kathleen called me after visiting the vet with her today, and it doesn't look good. The vet mentioned her possibly having cancer, although he's not exactly sure what kind of the extent of her illness.
I am feeling pretty bummed about the whole thing right now, I had figured she was sick but thought it was just 'old dog disease' or maybe Lyme disease. Dogs don't live that long; that's just the way they're made. But Patra has been around longer than any of our children, and almost as long as we've been married. It seems like an impossibly long time and I can't imagine her not being around. Poor thing, she's been limping around a lot lately too. So I am in a very 'be nice to the dog' frame of mind right now. Maybe I'll buy some cheeseburgers on the way home. :^)