Winkie had testicular tumors and one day stopped eating. When I took him to the vet, he said there was nothing he could really do for him. I asked about neutering and the vet said it would be pointless because there's no way to tell whether the cancer had spread.
I miss my little white guy. He gave me so much pleasure in his short little life. At least he was loved and not used as a snake's lunch.
Miss you Winkerdoodle!!!
