Since the tumour in her nose has become infected and it started bleeding so profusely, it feels like every time we go for a walk it might be our last.
She's as fit as a fiddle when you see her.
Full of piss & vinegar and fun and hunting instinct.
Fifteen years old, Cushings, cancer and she keeps on going without a hiccup.
This tumour in her nose is going to be the end of her, and probably soon.
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