Ug. Life. It kinda through me for a loop in May. I’ll start from the beginning. The first week of May we found out our dog Fenway has cancer. That was a big blow because it turns out he has two tumors (one on each leg).
Things got worse. My aunt passed away unexpectedly. I’d been texting her about the dog’s cancer (she was an animal lover and worked at a humane society for awhile) and then the next day she was gone. Processing her passing has been tough.
Then I got sick. A stomach bug got me. Then I had a cold that lingered for two weeks.
So I’m happy it’s June!
We’re working on figuring out what to do about the dog’s treatment. It’s frustrating because they can’t stage the cancer until the tumors are out, but if we knew what stage cancer it was we could make a better decision about what to do. I mean, if he has stage four cancer, then we’d probably not go forward with expensive surgery. We’ve been quoted at different places ranging from $1,300 to $4,000 (we don’t have extra cash at the moment). Fenway is only six years old, but he is a big dog. He weighs between 80-90 lbs! He’s also a super happy guy — there’s no change in him at all.
My good friend Andrew Wilder at Eating Rules also is struggling with doggy cancer, too! This world is too cruel. At least we can support each other through this.
I’d appreciate any advice you have for me regarding doggy cancer. So my big exciting food humor endeavor has been put on hold. 🙁