As the title implies it was a rough one for Buster. He was up was at 3:00 am then again around 7:00 am, so was I. His breathing at night is really starting to become labored. I will see if it happens again tonight, if so then I will know it is time to set him free. I don't want him to suffer. I can only imagine how scared it might be for him, not being able to fully intake air. Then in the morning he seems fine. It's hard to gage... So the time's he is having SOB (shortness of breath) he prefers being outside in the fresh air. At night the cold air may help his air way... I was hoping he would make it for Valentine's Day. I know there will never be a time to want to say goodbye. I know I need to do what is best for him and not me.
He is always and forever will be my heart fur baby.. He has the perfect disposition, always laid back. A true gentleman. Content with a bone and hanging out on the couch. Always sort of looking for me to be near his side, but not to clingy. His fur is always so soft and he keeps himself so clean. I see it in his eyes how much he wants to stay, and how much he loves me. He is truly one of a kind and a gift sent from heaven. Soon he will be an angel, and he will take a part of my heart with him. That is OK, because love always remains. Isn't that what it's all about anyway?
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Kim, it hurts us so much to hear that Buster is having trouble breathing. Damn this awful disease!
It's so difficult to watch our kids go through the cancer battle. But they are strong, so much stronger than we are. It's incredible.
If you look in Buster's eyes, he might also be telling you "It's OK Mom, please don't worry about me. I'll always be here for you."
Whatever happens, we are here for you, and sending our love from across the continent. Buster is our hero, and so are you.
-Rene, Jim & Spirit Jerry
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