My Pet's Tales

A few days before Cain had passed away he must have had a chill because he was shivering. It was not like a seizure shake. It was rather chilly in our house. I remember Big M grabbing his sweater to put on him and me telling him not to. I just did not want Cain to freak out. Big M did not listen and when I came around the corner, this is what I saw. I had asked for a photo but I never saw him take it. When I was scrolling through the photos on my phone - this is what I found.

Saying good-bye is never an easy thing, but it is something I was forced to do this morning. I knew this day would come and I even tried to mentally prepare myself. When Cain started to have his seizures we knew Boxers were prone to brain tumors and cancer. That was the reality I was faced with. Cancer can be an evil bitch as I have seen her take away so many people and furkids that were close to me. Cain's seizures started to get worse. Instead of head tremors they were turning in to full body, muscle spasm tremors. He was drinking more, eating less and peeing every 30 minutes.

spring is here. i smelled it today. it rained so mom did not let me and casey stay outside long. casey got in trouble this morning because i heard dad saying things about the mud on her feets (she gots four of them, don't ya know) and then he got the floor all wet where we walk in the house. i don't like the medicine mom gives me. she thinks she is smart hiding it in the hot dog. i knows its there. i just like the hot dog too much to spit it out. i know she takes it away and force me to eat that pill. she done that before. i did not like it.

Hello to my human’s readers. I’m Cain.  Momma said I needed to say hello to the people that are reading my story and trying to help out. I wish I could hug all of you, but I might drool on you and then would feel bad. So, I will just wag my tail for you if that is ok. Yesterday we had what my human called Easter. I am not sure what that is about. I heard momma and my new daddy talking to their little human the other night, right before it was our bedtime. Reading from something she called a book. My stooopid spaz sister Casey told me it was called a Bible. She thinks she is so smart. She really gets on my nerves sometimes. My human mommy gave me my  treat with that medicine in it that makes me feel funny.

HubPages decided to do a 30 day writing challenge;  I hopped on board and decided to follow the lead of a friend who had just finished the 30 days of truths. I was so amazed by all of the things she had gone through and accomplished in life. Having my own stories to tell I felt it was a perfect opportunity to share my world with readers that were not aware of my writing websites. I was moving along on the challenge just fine, until everything changed in an instant. My world was thrown into a whirlwind. A few weeks back my oldest Boxer Cain,  who turned 7 last November, was sitting on the loveseat. Cain did have his tailed docked as a pup, but the breeders must have misjudged the length. Cain had a growth spurt and his tail grew with him. Instead of a little nub, he has a stubby tail. It has become quite a part of his personality. Cain is an extremely happy dog.  When he wags that stub of his, the whole back half of his body shakes right along with it. Cain will...