Our girl Lola has been in the fight for about a year and a half.
To make a long story short... it has metastasized. The CT scan showed dozens of growths in her thorax and thyroids. The doctor said she has two or three weeks left.
The immediate issue is that her urethra has gotten worse. She now has great difficulty clearing her bladder, having to urinate a trickle every 15 minutes and having accidents all over.
In the past week she has stopped eating her favorite foods... bread, peanut butter... she even turns her nose up at chicken.
I considered a stent... but for a handful of weeks that are likely to be ugly regardless... why?
The blessing is that it was a great 18 months. She did not even know she was sick all this time, and bounced back from both surgeries as if they did not even happen.
The problem now is that for my Lola, who still smiles and wags her tail every time every time she sees me, I have to decide whether it is going to be tomorrow, or the day after, or the day after that...