We had to put my Mum's dog to sleep today. I wish I hadn't been right about him: I wish it had been a simple infection. I cut his hair yesterday to see how many lesions he had and there were loads and also multiple internal masses. Then today he vomited blood and the vet said that it must be malignant and he probably wouldn't last the night. It's very uncommon in such a young dog, and it has all appeared within the last month. I really wanted to be wrong, or at least it be benign. My mum is devastated. My grandfather died a month ago too but that felt completely different. He was 90 and had dementia, and he was ready to die. This just feels really sad.

*Willow*