My dog has cancer. It is untreatable, it is irremovable, and it is aggressive. It's only going to get worse.

We don't know for sure how much time Shadow has left. The cancer is unpredictable, but what is known for sure is the fact that he will only get sicker. The doctor estimates that he has around three to six months left at best. But it could happen any day.

I don't know how to feel or react to this. I'm not feeling anything at the moment. I mean, it's obviously a sad thing for me. But right now, I really don't feel anything. I guess I'm still trying to wrap my head around this. I don't know.

Anyway, we are still planning on taking him home soon. Even though we know what will happen, Shadow is still part of our family. He needs us to be there for him, and he deserves to be at home with us. And I can have the chance to say goodbye.

You may ask, am I okay?

My answer, I don't know.

I'm not sad, but I'm not exactly happy either. Maybe I'm just numb.

I guess I was kind of expecting this. I knew that the end result wasn't going to be pretty. And now that I know what's going on, I don't know how to feel. But I guess all we can do is wait and see what happens down the road.

I know that whatever happens, I'll get through this. Somehow.

And I'll do it for Shadow.