As some of you may already know, I’m absolutely heartbroken to say that we lost Polo last week. He became extremely weak and ill very suddenly and was taken to an Emergency center where we were told he had a cancerous tumor on his heart that had begun to bleed. This particular cancer, they said, is so tricky because there are no symptoms until it’s too late, and it happens within hours.
He was the most amazing creature I’ve ever encountered. We had him 5 of his 7 years and he showed nothing but love through every one of them. He was my knitting buddy, my walking partner, and, though the title wasn’t official, he very much acted as a therapy dog. He knew when my anxiety was coming on and he’d plop right next to me and stay put until I was okay. He was truly a special soul and ultimately, he went out doing his favorite thing: sleeping, snuggled up under a blanket.