Support for Fluff's Final Weeks/Months

He looks so well... He was cavorting on Tenby beach just last month, chasing his penguin toy....but my beautiful boy coughed up blood on Tuesday in the early hours. I rushed him to the emergency vets. We thought it was kennel cough or lungworm but a shocking scan and xrays  showed otherwise.

My lovely rescue dog Fluff has stage 3 haemangiosarcoma in his lungs and a small one on his heart, originating in his spleen. Outside he is a picture of health, inside is devastation. He has weeks, possibly months before he will deteriorate fast and of course I will do right by him and end his suffering.

I'm still in shock. I may be until he starts to show his illness. Waking up is the worst. First 3 seconds all is fine, then reality hits hard. I can aliken these feeling to those I  went through with Mum.


He's come home after 2 days at Willows for palliative care. I will do all I can to ensure things are as smooth as possible - I am currently looking into alternative therapies to help keep him comfortable. 

I made the decision to give up work because he needs me, for happy times and also for if an emergency happens- I have been told the risk of haemorrhage is high. I cannot allow him to go through this alone and I would be full of regret if I wasn't there to get him to the vets.

I'm in shock and disbelief. 
He is my baby, the biggest part of my life.
In the same way someone wouldn't leave a child to go through this alone, I won't leave my boy. He looks to me and depends on me for protection. This way of thinking brings eye rolls and negative comments, even from those closest to me ...But I am reassured that dog owners will always, always understand....♡

Creating this page was not something I even considered, but a number of Japanese Spitz owners on a Facebook page urged me to do so. Selfless, kind people, strangers who know and understand this worry, uncertainty and pain I am in. 

He's a very special dog. Originally a Dogs Trust boy, he qualified as a Pets As Therapy Dog in 2014 and he brings joy to those at Age UK and John Taylor Hospice. We will continue these visits until I know he's not up to them.

He has touched many lives, all who meet him are taken by his gentle soul. He deserves the best. The most love, treats, walks and in the final moments, comfort on his journey.  I owe this to him. He's got me through some testing times.

He is currently blissfully unaware of the hell that is to come but I won't let him experience it.

He had his first proper walk today since his diagnosis. We went to some fields he knows. He walked me... He chose the paths, sniffed all he wanted. He chased squirrels- my fear of his coughing episode starting up had my heart in my mouth. I went to stop him. But who the hell am I to clip his wings. If he wants to chase and be a dog, I can't wrap him in cotton wool can I? I still cannot believe that he is going to die so soon.

After much deliberation, I decided to give this a go, a new dear friend and fellow dog lover said to me earlier...
"You have enough to worry about with Fluff, you don't need any more worries..."
....Self preservation/ survival mode has kicked in.....

Any money that isn't used will be donated to Dogs Trust who saved his life in 2013.

So here's his page. I thank you for reading this and thank you for your support x