Gus is really having a rough day. He's having trouble breathing (way worse than usual) and has been coughing something that sounds like kennel cough. There's no heat to blame it on, no external thing I can point to and say, ahh there, that's the problem.

Nope, I'm afraid this problem lies within Gus and may well be the problem we can't fix. I know in my heart that we've done all we can for him, that for almost 5 years we've given him the best home we could, one that was a crapload better than the life he had before we knew him. Later, I will take comfort in this life we've given him.

But for right now I'm just blogging through my tears hoping the vet can patch him up just one more time