When you love a dog, like I love this one,
seeing him in pain puts pain in your own heart.
Grimace had a fatty tumor removed from his chest last Friday. So grandma when into "nurse" mode Friday, Saturday and Sunday.
He did fine!
But his grandma saw every change in his face, every painful move of his body, every change in his normally sunny personality, and smothered that dear pooch with love and affection all weekend. That included sleeping on the floor with him for 2 nights, carrying him up and down my front steps so he could pee, feeding him by hand when he couldn't reach the bowl, and putting ice compresses on is "boo-boo." And he responded by sticking by my side - following me to whatever room I was in the whole darn weekend. He couldn't be talked out of that!!
My God, I love that dog and he loves me.
In fact, he loves me like no other being on the face of this earth.
I should be as wonderful as he thinks I am!