
This morning we woke up to bloody vomit all over our bedroom. Hershey, our faithful companion is ill. Jen called the vet fearing the worst and trying to brainstorm ways in which we could tell Jacob (dog's best friend).
I took Hershey to the vet and was told that Hershey 1) is older than we had thought, most likely between 10-12 years old, 2) he has severe cataracts, 3) is deaf and 4) has a stomach ulcer, which is what was causing the bleeding.
This evening at dinner Jason and Jen discussed what the vet had said with the kids. We also discussed the "circle of life," which progressed into the fact that since Hershey is older than we originally thought that he may not have many years left with us. Jacob dropped his food onto his plate and began to sob uncontrollably. Mommy then tried consoling him without becoming emotional herself, but when he looked up and said "Mommy, I love him, I don't want him to die," mommy teared up too.
This is NOT going to be easy...