I'm writing this now because later I won't be able to do it. In a couple of hours, vet will send him to the RB. My heart is shattered. I never thought I'd lose him to cancer, too. He can't eat and is having trouble breathing. Last night he was able to eat baby food. I love him too much to let him suffer. He's still got his happy outlook and that makes it harder. We went on a short walk. He let me know when it was time to turn around and head home. I can't imagine my life without him. This apartment is going to be so cold and empty.