Tessa Dies In Seal's Arms

 Tessa died in Seal's arms at 6:30 this morning. Bulletproof had taken her to the vets yesterday for bloodwork which showed nothing greatly wrong. Seal told me he thought it was stomach cancer, but I was sure the white blood count would be sky-high in that case. When Bulletproof, who is devastated by Tessa's death, can talk, I sure she'll make a post-mortem talk with the vets and try to find out what may have happened. Seal then brought up the possibility that she had just given up. Remember she couldn't walk for a year, and Seal had to carry her out to poop and pee. Acupuncture finally brought her back up, but after about a year of being able to walk around on her own, she was back down. Maybe she decided to give up the fight. I had noticed that she was less receptive to me and didn't even get excited when I told her we were going to MacDonalds. She loved their hamburgers and would bite your fingers with them if you weren't careful. Bulletproof acquired several cuts from her eagerness.  Lately, I noticed she had lost her extreme zest for the hamburgers, and it was no longer like feeding a starving alligator. She was a driven dog, just like her mother Jenny and her grandmother who was owned by one of Bulletproof's office mates in Virginia. All the work and expense - mortgages payments that didn't get paid- and it only buys you a year of recovery. But how can you remain human and not try? I hope and pray Americans haven't become so degenerate that they're ready for Obama's death panels. If so, it's been eagles to rabbits in one lifetime. You take care. Two-Guns