The worst part of owning a pet is that you love the critter, and they become part of the family. And that love means that it hurts when something happens to the pet – be it injury, illness, or old age. My pal Chloe is in her silver years and is ailing; at 12 years old, she’s quite elderly for such a large dog (108# at her last weigh-in). She’s been having some respiratory distress and a trip to the vet did not yield good news. We’re making her comfortable and keeping a close eye on her, but there isn’t anything that we can do to make her all better. There have been a lot of tears and I know there are more to come – but for now, I treasure each day that I get to spend with her though it hurts me deeply to watch her health decline.
(Picture taken a year ago.)