I had a dog. She was called Angel (don’t ask, me mammy named her) and she got cancer. She had a big lump of it on the side of her body and was really sick. For months all she did was lie next to the fire wheezing. It being kinder to put her down than let her go through the pain of a long drawn out cancer death, she was scheduled to be put out of her misery. But the day came to bring her the the vet and it was like she sensed it. She started jumping all over the place and acting just like she had before she got sick. We took her to the vet anyway but at the last minute decided not to go through with it. She lived for about 4 months and not once did I notice her in pain. In the end she got so sleepy we had to take her back. But hey she got 4 more months which in dog years is 2 years and 5 months!
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Aug 9th
The strip made me go “Bwahaha!” The story about your little Angel made me go “awww.”
Aug 9th
Heh, it was my mam’s dog but she loved me the best because I was the only one who bothered to take her for walks.
Apr 28th
love your site!! just love it!
about the kitty.. yeah.. all they want is to live and they’ll always give it their best shot. i have a cat too.. but he’s gonna live forever.