It's hard to believe that my "Sweet Annie" is nine years old. She is my roomie and is great company to me. A BARKER, by trade, a trait which I have not been successful in changing. She is a great watchdog so I really don't worry about it too much. I just keep her inside early in the morning. If she sees a cat her mission is to let everyone in the universe know that it is in her domain!
You don't realize how attached you truly are to your pet until there is a serious problem. Annie had a malignant tumor removed from her leg in September. Of course, there is always the chance that it will come back. We are living as if it will not occur because if it does the outlook is not good. She would face amputation and that would be a hard decision for me to make.
She has recovered from the surgery and is back to her old self, full of energy and life. She continues to go to work with me where there is always someone available to play tug of war and to give her little treats. LIFE IS GOOD FOR MISS ANNIE
Oh believe me I really do realise how attached we can become to our furkids, ask me how I know. Yesterday we had to have Fidget put to sleep he was only 8months old and my heart has a little piece missing. ((((HUGS)))))
ReplyDeleteOh I do realise how attached we get to our furkids, just ask me how I know. Yesterday we had to have Fidget put to sleep he was only 8months old, a little piece of my heart is missing ((((HUGS)))))
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