My Heart is Shattering, Piece by Piece

My Sweet Badger

Dewey on the left/Badger on the right

Berries on the Dogwood tree are beautiful

We've had some of the most amazing sunsets!

I decided I couldn't wait until tomorrow to talk to the vet, so I called them yesterday a.m. to see if I could bring him in for someone to have a look at him. I just felt like he was much worse with the "shaking". I saw a vet that I hadn't met before yesterday, and I really liked her. There are three female vets in the clinic that I take the boys to. I haven't met the other one yet, either. She spent a lot of time with me and Badger, long enough that he actually did end up doing this weird little 'twitch'. It is not good. It's worse than 'not good'. She thinks the little twitches are probably Petit Mal Seizures, which is what Badger's regular vet had told me on the phone the day before. That in and of itself wouldn't be so bad EXCEPT that they have just started happening recently. If he'd had them all of his life, like Dewey, well, that would be different. It seems that when they develop them at Badger's age, which is almost 12, they're usually indicative of something else. There's a good possibility that my precious pup has a brain tumor. How absolutely surreal that looks. How can that have anything to do with my all-boy, vivacious, happy little Sugar Pup??? My heart feels like it is literally being ripped out of my chest. This is not 'just a dog' to me....this pup is 'the child of my heart'. I have very swollen eyes to greet the optometrist this morning. Ahhh shit, I can't write any more of this now. More later.