Jet was having one of his good days when John the vet came today. Jet has demolished a pack of ham, a chicken breast, several custard creams and strange looking orange fairy cake. He has even been catching the ball and walking around outside. He is still the weight and size of a beer barrel. Fighting the cancer but not looking too comfortable.
Pip has had further strokes and is not moving much. John has suggested we have a few days and see how it goes. I don’t think we’ll see much progress over the weekend.
Quality of life is so subjective. Jet wants so much to enjoy life, but it is becoming difficult for him and us.