Poor Big E!

This is my dog, Emmett (aka Big E). Mr. Big had to have a mass removed today. I am hoping and praying that he doesn't have cancer. I had cancer last year, so my finances are pretty much in the toilet from paying for my own care (not to mention bills I already had before getting ill). Physically I'm fine. Financially, I am screwed. :) That makes me nervous about taking care of this wonderful, faithful beast who got me through my own hard times.

This dude is my friend. I don't mistake him for a child like many people. I know he isn't a person. But, I still love him and want to take care of him. I just hope I can swing it.