My sweet baby boy has what is most likely a very large and inoperable tumor. With the information from my wonderful vet, I have decided to let him live out the rest of his life in peace rather than try to do surgery on him. He is my precious boy. Him and his sister Agnes came to us after Kitty passed away and left a hole the size of Texas in my heart.
He was there for me during the long and painful hours of my miscarriage, literally. He didn’t leave my side and offered up his belly of soft fur to bury my face in when the contractions and the fear rolled in and out. I hope that in these last few weeks or months of his life that I can give him what he has given me…solace, sanctuary and love.