I knew very shortly after we took him that he had advanced lymphoma, too late to treat.....i thought i would be fine and give him the time of his life. because his life had been so very bad. Toby came from the Quenbeyan pound and had been there for three weeks. We were made aware of his plight by a rescue person.
He also had a fractured jaw, which no one knew about and still has to be hand fed, because he cannot pick up food. The jaw has healed, but because it was not attended too, it is not properly aligned. And he was so very thin, because people thought he would not eat........poor lad could not eat
It does not seem to matter that we have not had him for years. We seem to have fallen hopelessly for him. But i find the sad feelings i have almost unbearable.
We try to make his life full, but the dreaded lump keeps growing and growing. he seems to have no pain. pooping,peeing and eating happily. It is those not happening, that I keep looking for that will tell me, when
I have to let him go.......i have spoken with the vet, he says i will know. But it is so hard, so D#%&*# hard to adore this dog and watch him die.
He is so happy, friendly and gregarious. he loves to play and also sit with you quietly and look up at you adoringly. i know he does not know and i am trying to be happy for him. But it is soooo hard
Who could have left this gorgeous boy at the shelter and hurt him so.........Toby is nine.
Tobias enjoying life
The pack.........Toby at he back