This picture was taken of Dixie on her first Christmas with us. She loved her stuffies. She had them strategically placed in the back yard so when she ran out the door, she would grab one up and start shaking it. If someone had moved her stuffie, she would run around the yard until she could find another one. What a funny girl she was!
Went in for bandage change this morning and her abdominal wound had opened up even more. Doc said the only way to fix it was surgery. Now with the diagnosis of Osteocarcoma, I had already made up my mind that this wasn't going to be an option. These horrific events of the past week have left me scarred for life. Also, has made me do some serious soul searching. To say that I am bitter, is kind of an understatement right now.