My Poor Dog…
My little ones are 10 years old. We bought them a few months after Bill and I got married. Well, so many issues are starting to pop up. One of Jill’s eyes is going blind, she lost SO many of her front teeth which makes it hard to eat (and to keep her tongue in her mouth), and now this growth on her leg keeps returning.
We took them to the vet last night because we thought Jack had pink eye (no seriously) and then they cut off the growth on Jill. Shaved the area – poor little thing.
They’re not babies anymore. This was bound to happen… but I’m just not ready for it.