My Four Legged Nephew

My adorable four legged nephew, Butkus, is sick.  The sweet boy has cancer and our days with him are sadly numbered.  He was my homey when I lived with my brother--making my days much happier.  I'm telling you, you haven't lived until you've spooned a 125 pound dog...  Mmmhmm, that's right.  But now Butkus has shed weight so he's just a little guy--for a French Mastiff anyway.

Back in April my brother, sister-in-law, and Butkus visited my parents and I.  That meant that I got to have Butkus all to myself since Nick and Casey stayed at my parents' house; my parents have a French Mastiff of their own, so Butkus stayed with my dogs and me.  I think he had a really great time with Gertie and Whiskey.  He's been in love with Gertie since day one, but he actually didn't try to hump her this time.  This was a nice change, but also sad because it's just one more indicator that he's not his usual self.

Sigh.  It's going to be so hard to say good bye...  He's such a good dog!  Oh how I love him.  All we can do is be thankful for our time with him and cherish the time that remains AND give him all the treats he wants!

Classic Butkus