So my mother called me at work in tears, telling me that my puppy has cancer.

So they operated on him, and the morning of the operation his tumor had burst, so his stomach was hemmoraging. But, miracle of miracles, they patched him up regardless! The vet said that they'd got all the cancer, and he'd be back to himself in 3 or 4 days.

I went to my parent's house for dinner, and everything was fine, and my puppy was in a little lamp shade, and then my parents started crying and saying that the vet had called that morning. Turns out that the cancer is actually much worse than they thought, and is in his blood stream. He's only got about 2 months.

I am very sad...This is my dog, Schaeffer:
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v.....schaeffer2.jpg
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v.....n/IMG_0089.jpg

Ain't he so cute? :( :( :( He's only eight, too...