My furbaby, Buzz, has several tumors and we are waiting on a call back to see what our options are and if he is well enough for surgery. If we even go that route. Buzz will be 17 in August and he has been with me since Devyn was 2 years old. I rescued him from a guy who was going to drown him and his litter mates because they were flea infested. Buzz has been with me through thick and thin (and one lousy marriage and one wonderful one). I know the inevitable may happen and quite honestly, I'm not dealing too well with it.
And on top of all this, Chris is having some car troubles, which we are trying to get resolved today as well.
I know this post isn't really fitness related but just thought I'd share. I'm not religious but if you are (or even if you are not) some positive vibes would be awesome.