There's not a whole lot of mischief going on in the Lapdog household at the moment. Although, Tut sure had some fun with the Jif jar yesterday.
We keep 2 jars of peanut butter open at all times in our house (pb is a food group, right?), one for the humans and one for the dogs. Lola used to love to lick out the empty jars, but this time Teutul had the honor.
Don't worry, Sophie and Zeus both had peanut butter in their Kongs while this mischief was going on...
Speaking of my old man, Zeus has been a real trooper and fighting so hard these past couple of weeks, but I think the cancer is really taking over at this point.
He gets very nauseous, which we think may be the result of a tumor pressing on his stomach. He's been getting through it with daily doses of Cerenia, on top of his usual medications that help his mega esophagus, but he seems to be wrenching more often these past few days (luckily, not actually vomiting). It seemed to work really well for well over a week, but Dr. C did make it clear this was just a band-aid. Unfortunately, I think the f*&king cancer is progressing and destroying him. My emotions go from extremely sad to extremely pissed off. We knew we'd be facing difficult decisions with him sooner than later this year, but we thought it would be the mega-e, not that nasty C word. And we never thought we'd lose our 2 babies to the nasty disease so close together. WHY?