Sad, very, very sad...

This is a painful post to write, and I contemplated saying nothing here at all but thought that would be a cop out.

On Wednesday afternoon, our beautiful Spencer will make the trip across the rainbow bridge, held gently by his parents (Himself and I) and assisted by Dr. Sue who has given him such loving care for the last nine years.

Our boy has gone everywhere with us since he arrived in August 2008 after Cassie's passing, and he has been the dearest and finest of companions, but helping him on this last journey is the most loving thing we can do.

Last month, moving about became difficult for him, and off to Dr. Sue we went. Tests were done and a small osteosarcoma in his right shoulder was identified. A second set of tests carried out yesterday showed clearly that the cancer had expanded aggressively.

For the moment, our sweet little guy is on morphine, and he is resting comfortably for the most part, but his comfort will be short lived, and we will help him on his way in a day or two. In the meantime, we are heartbroken and inconsolable. A world without our (in the immortal words of Chaucer) "veray parfit gentil knight" does not bear thinking about.