Merry Xmas, 2014
The vet confirmed what had seemed likely. The limp that wasn't going away was osteosarcoma, or bone cancer. Apparently 'the worst possible diagnosis'
I listened from faraway as the sweet and tiny fast talking vet explained options, and amputations and radiology and life expectancy.
3-4 months.
I'd stayed home from visiting family, not wanting to leave her this christmas.
I went to a friends. It was a bad idea. But Luca looked very cute in her ridiculous Xmas hat.
I thought about the options.