I have to make the trip to the vet tomorrow morning that all of us dog lovers dread.My pup has cancer.We had surgery done in oct.and things were going great and last fri. morn.she didn’t have much of an appetite.I was dumbfounded, on thurs.night she was chewing my ass because I was late with the ice cream.We got her out of the pound and she was about 5yrs.old,a heeler/terrier mix.I was surprised how she attached instantly and we were great together.She was stubborn and bullheaded,selective hearing,peed outside.I could not believe it we were almost twins.If I went fishing she had to go it didn’t matter open water or hardwater.If I didn’t take her I got chewed out.I take comfort in knowing the GF and I gave her 9 damn great years and I am doing her justice by ending the pain.I miss her already and she’s still with me but it’s going to be a long night of tears.I still have the memories and some of our favorite fishing spots to visit and reminisce so hopefully that will get me by for awhile.I thank anyone who reads this as I just needed to talk.In closing I would like to say give your pup a big hug and kiss it’s the holidays you don’t know when it will end.