Today is Izzy's day. She's very old and has not been herself lately. She's lost a significant amount of weight in a short amount of time and the doctors think she has lymphoma. She's 15 years old and has lived a very good life... lots of cookies.
I said my goodbye over the weekend... but really, have we ever said goodbye and been okay with it?
The vet is coming to the house today at 5pm. I'm glad he can put her to sleep at the house.
We've all joked about her dying for a long time now. But it's really here... and I don't think the jokes helped prepare us.
We'll miss you.
1 comments:
Awww, a sad post?
This blog has turned into an emotional roller coaster.
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