So you know how in my last post I said that Harley had to take a trip to the vet but that it was okay he'd be okay? I guess he's okay in that he's in a doggie heaven, but not thaaat okay because he died. UGGGGHHHH. I can't even stand much I loved that little dog. When we took him that night the vet, who we love, told us he had bladder stones and he'd need emergency surgery to remove them right away, and that after recovery he'd be just fine. But it turned out that when the doctor started the surgery, he realized that the reason the x-ray he'd taken of the stones was blurry (he'd had to really enhance it and up contrast and all that stuff when he showed us the night before) was because there was cancer covering about 3/4 of the inside of Harley's bladder. He called my parents to let them know and recommended that since Harley was already sedated, they let him go. Treatment was just too risky and it would be too painful. I really miss him- a few times in the last week I've caught myself being excited to see him when I went to my parents', or when I was there glancing at our other dog Penny and thinking it was Harley for a quick, sad second. I do definitely take comfort in the fact that I don't think he was in much pain- there were a few things that seemed off but even on the last day, when we took him to the vet, I was playing with him and he was snorting and flailing around and wagging his tail and generally going nuts the way he always would. I'm grateful that we stopped it before anything really started.
As is customary, I made a short slideshow of pictures of him set to a karaoke version of "You're Simply the Best" by Tina Turner. As is also customary, I didn't know how to save or send it so I had to just take a video of it. Enjoy this one on Harley.