I didn’t realize how difficult today was going to be. With my female it was so much easier. I think it was because she hadn’t eaten in 3 days. My old boy Titan has what’s believed to be a brain tumor. He started having issues in September of 2017. I couldn’t bring myself to pay $3000 for an MRI to confirm or rule out that diagnosis, because ultimately I couldn’t do anything about it. Over the past 6 months pooping has become difficult for him. Frequently there would be blood in his stool. The vet changed his diet and that seemed to help for a while. He’s been steadily losing weight despite having a hardy appetite. His bleeding started up again a few months ago, and his diet was changed again because he had lost 8lbs. All of his blood work came back normal but the bleeding was getting worse. Just a few weeks ago it was confirmed he has a mass in his bowel. He’s had ongoing skin issues and now he’s bleeding independent of pooping. Im so fearful that he will take a drastic change for the worse at a moments notice, and the vet agrees. Its so hard though because he’s still some what active. He would be turning 11 in October. He eats, wags his tail, understands commands ,... yet he is very sick.

Last night we took him out for his very own cheeseburger and french fries and an ice cream. It had rained before we got to the park and I said to my husband I think there will be a rainbow and there was. I think God was letting me know it was ok.

Today I will be bringing him for his last car ride and my heart is just breaking. The joy and heartache of being a furbaby parent is rewarding yet tragic. I would do it all over again regardless. He’s a good boy and I love him with all of my heart ♥️. Today, my heart is breaking! I am going to miss him soooo much! 😫