Technically bad, but a picture tells 1000 words

So... This is a picture of a lovely cuddle at the end of a long day... Walter is curled up on me asleep, being lovely and calm and loving.

Where to start hey...

Wed last week I went back to Mums ready for her treatment on Friday, I didn't expect to go back to Mum losing her hair rapidly... So we went off to the hairdressers and saved it short, its gotta be said the look suited her and Mums bravery was astounding.

Next day, off to deop off some bloods at the hospital - Its the first time Ive been back to the hospital since Dad died there and to take a few breaths. It was mainly okay, but hearing xmas songs on the way in was just too similar to visiting Dad there just 3 years ago - in some ways felt like yesterday in others almost a different life...

The following day we are both in Christmas jumpers and off to the hospital for treatment number two... Hooked yp an ready to go. Complications along the way and potential hiccups with the cancer, we'll know more tomorrow. I'm scared of losing another family member, I hate that my Mum is going through this - no one should - she definitely shouldn't. Highlights of the day, Mums christmas spirit and dropping off chocolates at my Dads ward.

Rest of the weekend was tough, Mum hyper on steriods, crazy results and missing Chris and Walter.

Anyway, back to today...

Morning went fine, came back ar lunch and walter had pooed allllll over his crate, very unusual behaviour he's generally been very clean... I let him
Out, he was sick and uncontrolled puppy diahorea which is supposedly very risky. So I cleaned him
Up, picked him up and gave him a cuddle and just wept :( ... i am scared he is poorly, scared for my
mum and missing my man... Walter was gorgeous and sympathetic and just kept licking my face!

So i went back to work, came home to more sick and then let him out to more diahorea, it was pretty bad... But he in himself seemed pretty happy he'd found my sock... So called the vets and the advised little/small food and plenty of water.. And take him in tomorrow if he is the same...

So, we are here now, having a cuddle and he is asleep in my legs, having barely eaten today... Poor little bugger...

I wasn't overly sold on the idea of pets and although could understand people being upset when they were poorly or put down, I never thought it would be me... But just 4 weeks in I love this pup and would be devastated if anything happened to him.... I was surprised by my worry for him this lunch time.