Doomsday

Dear Samba,

We've always had great fun together. You've always been my best buddy. Thank you for being the best dog ever! If it wasn't for you, I would've never wanted to get out of bed when I was unemployed. You kept me going!

But on 01.08.11, your annual bloodwork came back. It was not good news. It was official. That dreaded Shar Pei disease got you too. You were in kidney failure. :'( I cried so hard. It wasn't fair, you weren't even 5.5 years old! I immediately contacted Dr. Tintle. You don't know her, but she has helped us a ton! I have never met her either, but I will be forever grateful to her for responding to my email when I did not know what to do. I know I am not the first one to do so. She is a blessing to all of us who have had Pei in need. She told me to look at DogAware.com and I spent the next day or so devouring all I could from the site and immediately changed your diet. You've been a good boy eating the new food, sometimes even with gusto! Dr. Tintle thought with your values you would be vomiting, but I told her it wasn't so. It took me awhile, but I got out of my deep depression from the news that you would be with me even shorter than I had expected.

Mummy