We found out on Monday after a hectic emergency vet visit that Lula has bladder cancer. It is terminal and she has weeks or months at most. Right now we're just doing our best to keep her comfortable. She still loves to eat. And bark. She's still peeing and drinking tons of water. The vet says when she stops doing any of these things to let them know right away.
I've been trying to prepare myself for this for awhile now. She is 14, diabetic, blind, and senile. She's always been a huge ass pain, for proof read this post from last year.
Our whole lives have revolved around her insulin injection schedule for the last 4 years (also known as "pokey time"). Things are going to be so different without her. So now we're just in the watching and waiting pattern and looking at all these old pictures is making me really sad. Going to give her a hug and please give your evil animals a hug from me too.