RIP, Norman

I woke up a few minutes ago to check on Link, not realizing he was actually still asleep and that I was really getting up to check on Norman. He had stopped eating recently and we were amidst day-long trips to the vet for tests to try and figure out what was wrong. Each day he seemed to get progressively worse. They had ruled it cancer and we were waiting for results on what type (either lymphoma or lukemia) to start chemotherapy and try to get our boy back to health. Obviously this was a rapid form of whatever it was (which I am sure we will find out tomorrow), because I found him laying in our closet (which he never does) and his breathing was heavily labored. I went in to get Jay and we both got back and started to pet him. He died moments later.

Please pray for Jay and me. This is like losing a family member for us - it was so fast, just this weekend he was still wagging his tail and able to go on walks, even chewed up the neighbor kid's football in our yard. :)

Norman was only three years old. He would have been four in April...and he lived more life in his three years than most dogs could possibly live in a lifetime.

Sweet, sweet, blessed Norman, you will be missed. We will see you in heaven, and I will bring plenty of tennis balls. Love you, buddy, rest in peace.