Heartbroken, but grateful — a dog mom story
Katie McDowell Back in February, I wrote about having a party for my senior rescue dog, Pops, to celebrate his being with us for a year. Now, we are marking our good fortune by the days. Because, for whatever reason, despite his being the sweetest soul on this Earth, the universe has seen fit to fill his mouth and face with tumors. And while we may, God willing, have weeks, it’s looking less and less likely that we will see it to our second anniversary. People like to say things like, “Well, when you adopted an older dog, you knew what you were getting into.” ...