Thursday, May 21, 2009

Olive

I've hesitated writing this, taking a wait-and-see attitude, but need to talk about it now. Don't mean to sound dramatic. Seems our oldest dog, Olive, the Yellow Lab., has breast cancer and it's rushed up on us. She's been fine. But just recently she began to show a particular symptom which can't be denied. Then, she had to go outside at around 4am this morning, and seemed to struggle to maneuver around. Now, she's having difficulty walking up the back steps to come back inside. Not all the time, but enough to make you shake your head. All of this in the space of about 2 weeks.

How'd we miss this? She's inside about 90% of the time. She gets petted and loved on and still---we didn't see it coming. Like wildfire.

The kids know something's up. I can't leave them in the dark, especially after the hard time we had a few years ago with losing 3 dogs in the space of about a year or so. Not losing-losing them, but they died. All ordinary deaths (yet what's ordinary when someone you love dies?), but the circumstances were too close together.

We're just fussing over her, giving her special things to eat and making sure her covers are soft and clean. Not much else we can do. Man.