A sad day for us as we said good-bye to our Black Lab, Bo. A diagnosis in July of last year of hemangiosarcoma left us with few options. The vet recommended letting him go that day, but I felt strongly that it wasn't his time. I was right. The last 8 months held almost all good days for him and I had my doubts that Bo had been given the correct diagnosis. But I continued on with the herbs to help control any internal bleeding, just in case. However, in the last week or so, I began to notice changes in Bo, and I knew we were now fighting a battle that could not be won.
Romping and Rolling in the Rockies who does nose-work with her girl, Shyla. I found a beginner nose-class and enrolled Bo.
Godspeed Handsome Bo. I never heard you bark in this life, but I hope as you arrive all brand-new at the Rainbow Bridge that you have found your voice as you see and are welcomed by those who have gone before you. We will hope to see you and the others there one day.