So she had an operation to get it removed. When I went to go pick her up that evening she couldn’t even get up, so I had to leave her there overnight. Poor thing. As soon as she heard my voice she was struggling to get up, but it wasn’t going to happen.

The next day I picked her up and she seemed happy to see me. She was somewhat out of it, but obviously glad to be going home. All I had to do now was keep her from licking her stitches (which was no easy task) and wait for the results from the biopsy.

Well, to make a long story short, she has Cancer. “Spindle Cell Sarcoma” to be exact. It stinks though because I have no idea how long she has, or when she’ll start getting sick. All I can do now is watch her for signs and make her last days happy.

Zoey, American Mastiff. 7 yrs. old. You can see the stitches on her left hind leg.

The ‘news’ came to me like a punch in the gut though. I didn’t expect that at all, and it’s left me feeling like total crap…

Meeka and Zoey relaxing on the front step together

Here is the first photo, it is from 2003:

And now in 2008:

Well, not much has changed in five years with him in these two shots. He did manage to tilt his head the other way however.

Here is another, this time from 2004:

and again in 2008:

He somehow managed to slide into the corner through means that obviously took awhile. Also, he managed to flip over to evenly rest both sides of his body.

Throughout the years he has explored his nekkidness in various positions. It is assumed that he has not decided on a favorite position yet.

Enjoy the photos.

I should have posted this on Caturday, but I feel like posting it now.

She’s a little devil isn’t she. Cute though.

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