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It's fucking killing me right now from the inside but I have to speak. Please know if hearing bad news about animals bugs you, don't read this thread.
Artie went to the vet last week. Today they found a fluid buildup in his thorax and said it looks advanced. He's six years old and way too young to be told euthanasia is a viable option right now.
I'm hurting so fucking bad right now. The ER has taken him and will be draining the fluid and inspecting to see if this is fixable. We don't know. We are just here in agony right now and I feel like I've already lost my best friend despite him being a couple miles away.
This good boy has 100% taken care of me while my wife and I were homeless.
He loves us unconditionally.
We love him unconditionally.
We will do everything we can to help him see through this.
But it may be inevitable that we have to let him go...
He loves us unconditionally.
We love him unconditionally.
We will do everything we can to help him see through this.
But it may be inevitable that we have to let him go...
And for that, I am both prepared and well under-prepared for that possible talk with the vet. I'm an absolute fucking mess. This guy has brought so much joy to me and my family and I absolutely owe my life to him for saving me from suicide - and not just once. MULTIPLE TIMES.
I don't really give a shit what anyone thinks as far as my relationship with my dog. He's family. He's my best friend. I owe him everything. I will give him everything until the very end. He's my battle buddy.
I will go to war with you until the very end. No exceptions.
I will go to war with you until the very end. No exceptions.
