We put Tonka to sleep yesterday. Turns out he was losing weight, not because of his chronic conditions, but because he’d developed kidney cancer.
I’m heartbroken.
At the same time, I’m glad, in a way, that is was something other than his IBD, because that validates my decision not to shove medicine down his throat for his IBD for the past several years, since it didn’t matter.
As long as I concentrate on work, other stuff, I’m keeping myself together.
At least Cecie is doing a lot better.