The Heartache

My faithful and fiercely loyal Brandy has not been doing well for the last few days. It makes my heart ache to see her struggle when the food gets stuck in that particular spot, neither going down nor coming back out, that makes her so uncomfortable. And while struggling, she still tries to figure out what I want her to do, at the same time looking up at me with pitiful eyes, can’t you do something? help me out? And I feel so utterly helpless. And I cry…

Days like these remind me that dogs with megaesophagus have shorter life span than normal dogs and I really do need to take more pictures. Pictures like this. So this weekend, my mission is to find my camera and the battery charger buried somewhere under piles of junk. Wish me luck.