We started to catalogue changes we had noticed in Kona but didn’t make the connection that the cancer was metastasizing. He was sleeping longer & deeper, on walks he would start to lag behind. Oddest of all, he became a ‘house cat’, he would go out do his business then immediately come back in. As a young dog he would spend hours on the back deck looking for squirrels and sniffing the air. It was so easy to discount the symptoms as the normal aging process.
The guilt nagged at my heart, how could we have missed this? He could be in pain and hiding it like all dogs do.
Each night I would look over at him sleeping by my side of the bed and could not accept that one day he would not be there.