A chance to say Goodbye

(He managed to avoid "walking towards the light" in this photo)







(He had lost a lot of weight when this picture was taken-he has put some of it back on thanks to a special diet of "you-are-dying-forget-eating-dog-food-here-is-all-the-human-food-you-want" diet.



We found out that our BIG dog, Harley, has a large tumor in his abdominal cavity.
The vet gave him weeks to live.
Because of his low urine output that consisted of BROWN urine, the vet put him on antibiotics.
We began mourning his inpending death, taking pictures like crazy and crying whenever we pet him.
Weeks later, Harley's appetite is amazing and he is back to running around and playing with his toys and chewing bones.
I thought only cats had nine lives?
Thankfully, so does our Harley!