My sister’s husky, Aspen, celebrated his 13th birthday today. It’s quite an achievement given the circumstances. The poor boy is battling cancer and has been having a rough time of late. The mass is putting pressure and slowing circulation to one of his paws and causing swelling in his leg. Sis has been bringing him in to physio three times a week.
I know what sis is going through as I went through the exact same thing with Maximus. He’d have his good days and his bad days – and, while the bad days never failed to make me doubt the course of treatment, the good days always confirmed I’d made the right choice.