When your best Friend on 4 legs is sick, you worry. BUT WHEN THE SICKNESS IS DEADLY, you see them in a whole new light. 6 weeks ago, the vet informed us that our spitz mix Anja was dying. All tests and her condition pointed to kidney failure. We were advised to treat the next few days as her kast. Crying, immense sadness and lots of hugs were followed bymy wife Connie, doing lots of research on raw food diets and preparation. She had already started feeding raw food and wait to see her that's the only within the past six months. Anya eat some days some days she would not. If she drink water or eat, she would around and throw it up immediately. A normally highly active dog who loved to chase the italian greyhounds or allowed them to chase her, always looking back and slowing so they could catch up. She became unintereted and woukd just lay in the grass.
Days became weeks and her bad days were being outnumbered by the good, leaving us happy but worried that we're being set up for a fall. So far we treat it as a gift and when I come home from work to a house full of happy dogs, I pick Anja up and walk around with her paws locked around my neck. She melts like warm butter draped over me, content knowing she is loved
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