Casey, the Puppy

Casey, the puppy is now about 13 years old,
and she's not doing very well. I've been
been trying to stay with her as much as
possible, and one thing that is kind of
amazing is how tenacious the desire
is to stay alive is.

You can just see Casey willing herself to
get up and walk around, and get better,
even as she stumbles into things because
she can't see in one eye, and her balance
is not very good (it's a brain tumor, they
think).

She still enjoys some things - vanilla Dairy
Queen's, and cheese, and salmon, and
she's drinking a lot of water - and she does
get up and walk around some, and she
like getting some attention, but not too
much (she just walked up to me to be petted,
and now she's walked away again- thump,
thump)

So hopefully she'll get better, but right now
she's pretty confused. She's not really in
pain - its just tough getting around for her.