We took Bear back to the specialist today.
When we went in, the nurse lady cleaned up his backside and shaved him some to help with the odor.
Dr. Burney looked at him while he was back there and told us what we were afraid of... that the medicine wasn't working and that there was really nothing more that could be done.
We knew what that meant and all agreed that we should end his suffering and put him to sleep.
I'm gonna miss ya, buddy
Crossposted to Through our eyes