Why am I writing this?

I have known many, many people who have had their dogs die from cancer. In many cases, the cancer was too far advanced to treat. Of those who did treat, you don't know the details of what they went through. It sounds quite simple when summarized with 'we went though chemo and he lived 2 years'. There is a whole lot more emotion and decisions to be made. Treatment is not always simple.

This blog is my own personal experience. Some days are filled with frustration, others are filled with laughter. If anyone is offended, I can't apologize for my emotions. I typed what I felt at the time. It does not mean I feel the same today. If you want clarification, just ask. No matter my frustrations, I know my vet and oncologist are doing a fantastic job of caring for Arri. He just is not co-operating by being a 'typical' case.

Sunday, February 26, 2012

February 11, 2012

Today was a serious snow day.  After weeks of an incredibly mild winter, reality has returned.  I let the dogs out at 6 am.  We had received roughly 3 inches of snow during the night.  After the dogs were fed, I went out and started shoveling….and shoveling….and shoveling…..and shoveling…..At one point it was snowing at a rate of 2 inches an hour.  After an hour the driveway didn’t look any cleaner.  I woke up Tim and suggested he come out and help.  Naturally, this happens on a Saturday when I have customers and brides coming over.  So, we shoveled….and shoveled…..and shoveled…..There was always one of us out working until 12:30 pm.  In the course of 6 hours, we had received 15 inches of snow.  On the bright side, it was very light and fluffy.  For the most part, the dogs stayed inside during the whole storm.
SNOW CONE!
The snow was very deep for Arri.  Normally, he would have loved romping through it but I could tell, the cold was very painful on his leg.  The cone of shame was no help.  It kept filling with snow when Arri tried to jump through a drift.  Poor boy. 

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