Otto

Last Thursday we had to have our dog Otto put to sleep. For close to 2 weeks he hadn't been able to eat hardly anything. He couldn't eat his dog food, he just scattered it all over the porch. We tried feeding him rice and he was sort of able to eat that, but he still had a very hard time, even when we pored milk on it. Dad and I took a look at him and found that his lymph nodes and his tonsils where very swollen. A couple of days later we decided to take him to the vet, especially since he was slowly starving since he couldn't eat hardly anything. The vet looked at him and told us that he probably had cancer. He said that we could either take him home or have him put to sleep. He would live for maybe 2 weeks or so if we took him home, and would simply starve to death as he physically could not swallow. We decided to have him put to sleep, as we felt that was better than him starving to death.

Now I kind of wish that we had taken his body home. And stayed with him while they did it.