| Hi…just here to vent really. I rescued Bertie at 11 months, he’s now 12 years old. He was diagnosed with an aggressive blood cancer last February after a tumour in his eye (which had to be removed). He was given 6 months to live, but he’s still here 16 months later, which I am thankful for every single day. He is my baby (we tried and failed for children) and best friend all in one, it’s just me and him after splitting from my ex 5 years ago. It’s almost 2am here and he’s not right…staring into space and almost non-responsive but still breathing, I’m sat here with him completely alone and scared to go to sleep. Pic of him on a walk this morning…. [link] [comments] |