Hi mami...It's kinda ludicrous how life works sometimes. The last time I wrote to you I was having a medical scare with Asia but we were getting through it and she was okay. The following month? Rocket died. It was traumatic and in some ways..in a lot of ways really..reminded me of how things ended with you. I was CRUSHED to say the least and the first several days I could barely leave my room without breaking into shambles. Me and Drew worked so damn hard this year to make sure we could get Asia her house with a big yard. We did it! I own and home, me and Drew - together. It's older, but it has good bones and it's ours. Asia loves the yard, we have some strays that are cute and took a liking to us. With all good things come not so great things. And this brief moment of familial bliss was poofed away. On 11/29 we took Asia to the vet. Long story short she has a large splenic tumor that resulted in pneumonia and docs are pretty sure it is cancerous. Regardless she isn't a good candidate for surgery and it wouldn't really extend her time by much. It was a tough decision I made on the spot. I couldn't put her through that, I won't and I refuse. I made the decision to have Asia spend her last month with us taking care of her before we say our goodbyes with her in our home. Hearing her cough has me on edge, making sure she's eating and drinking, bowels are still doing what they need to. Is this what it felt like with me.? Because it SUCKSSSSSS. I'm trying not to shut down. I just feel like I'm losing another presence in my life. I know I'll be okay but geez...I wish I could get a hug right now, that Asia could get one more pet from you. I know you'll look after my mama dog. I miss you. I already miss her.