Our Boston Terrier, named Beedie (short for Best Dog), has a particularly aggressive form of cancer and is only expected to live a few more months. This past week or so, it’s stunning how much she’s slowed down, turning a once extremely peppy eight year old dog into a much older pup. Before, she used to bound up the stairs; now, I usually have to carry her. She loved her walks, and now she struggles to get through them. We’re trying so hard to give her her best life while she has it 💔