It was exactly a year ago when I wrote about my sick doggie and his cancer treatment. The cancer is bad now, and there’s only one more (affordable) treatment to try. He’s having trouble walking and if the new medication doesn’t work, and quickly, i”m going to have to make a decision that I am just not ready to make. He’s been my family for almost eleven years now and been the reason why I got out of bed and kept eating sometimes. I’m not ready to live without this pup and I don’t know how to deal with this kind of sadness without falling apart.