Tuesday, September 23, 2014
My dog is sick. Actually, he is dying. He was fine last week, but started not wanting to eat and following me too closely on our walks. Yesterday, we went to the vet. Tanner was very well behaved, which scared the crap out of me. Tanner hates the vet. The blood-work came back unequivocally bad. He is in full renal failure. He is getting medicine and fluids. They are not helping. He has gone from seemingly completely healthy to dying before my eyes in a matter of hours. He will be gone soon and will take half my soul with him.