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Hemangiosarcoma: The silent killer that shook my world...

I'm not the biggest fan of doing utterly personal blogs, but after losing my dear furbaby, Chloé, to the great unknown we all will eventually face, I realised that the support I have from family, friends and strangers is tremendous and I want to thank you all for that.As writing is my way of dealing, I wanted to share a small fraction of what this sudden, unexpected loss had made me realise, how I'm not dealing and to also spread awareness of this cancer to hopefully help others catch the early signs.I'm going to start by saying, that this was sudden. Like my dad called about a week before it all happened, to say she'd been a little ill and that the vet had diagnosed her with tick fever.  Which in its own right, is already an 'oh shit' type thing, because my baby before Chloé, Nita, had passed because of this.But this silently hiding illness...to fully express myself, this was way effing scarier.I want to say unluckily lucky, B and I went to visit my parents, and my dad said she was doing better.We arrived the Thursday, but Saturday she was so ill, I already feared the worst.Now, I'm writing this because this is serious stuff.  I don't want to scare you, but want to help people out there to always do a double check, because I quote:"Sadly, still as of today, hemangiosarcoma remains one of the most challenging, mysterious conditions encountered in modern veterinary practice. It's unfortunate that in the last 20 to 30 years no particular advances were made in the treatment of this condition."~PetHelpful (https://goo.gl/v7LYGYplease follow the link for more info)As I said, this is not to scare, but as we were explained to, was that a misdiagnosis of tick fever is quite common, so when you hear that, let the vet make sure your baby might not have a ruptured tumour on their spleen or liver.Because on that Sunday with Chloé, her abdomen was filled with blood...my dog was internally bleeding (without pain they said).  We were then told that it wasn't good and I began losing it here, as I understood what this meant.  She was diagnosed with Hemangiosarcoma, which is one of those illnesses that if it is too developed...you know how it goes.She received several shots to help clear the blood, help her eat and received shit to generally just keep her alive, but she wasn't allowed to move much.  Now, Chloé is a doggie that followed my dad everywhere and she loves their daily walk.  To take that away was already making it feel wrong, but that was what it had to be, so we accepted it.  We had to return every day for the shots, so the blood can clear and the vets could see what was going on.It began looking positive and then Tuesday, 18 October, my baby couldn't get up.  She was breathing heavier than ever and everything inside me began realising that we can't let her suffer like this.  My parents told me that I had to choose...there was nothing else to choose than having her PTS.That guilt.That utter self-loathing.It shook, shattered and effed up my entire world when I said the words I never wanted to speak.I knew it was for the better, but damn...nine years and eight months seem petty compared to a normal human life.  Then the fact that it had always been Chloé and Zoey, but suddenly it was just gonna be Zo, scared me.  The idea that my mum's poor baby will be alone had me wondering what will Zo think and do?  This is her best friend and I have given the go to take her away, because I don't want to see her suffer, while I'm afraid of a life without my sweet baby.At least we had a vet come to my parent's home, where we could sit next to her and face the truth I still can't accept as there hasn't been a single day I haven't cried over her.  I was replacing the damn toilet paper roll on Monday and the white reminded of her fur.  I sit staring at photos of her and Zo, wishing that I could just feel her press up beside me, asking for attention.  I dream of her and it feels like heaven, because I'm suddenly with her again.This is the first time in more than 15 years that I don't have a dog of my own.  It truly is an empty feeling and though my parents say Zoey is slowly healing from the confusion, Pompie has no idea why I have these outbursts, but luckily he comforts.  Lady Lelik and Bachus have even less of an idea, but at least my extendedfurmilyis here to help heal the little bits.So...with these words, I wanna share my last letter, poem, wish, whatever to Chloé, because I know many people out there knows what it is to lose a best friend, a furbaby and the best part of your family.Just once...I wish I had pet you more and to not only do so excessively when the end was near.I wish I had gotten off my lazy ass to play and walk with you until I knew it was enough for you.I wish I spent days lazing outside with you, swim and pass out from exhaustion right there on the grass.I wish I never let you sleep outside, though I know you and Zo had fun destroying the garden.But mostly, I wish I could just have one more squishy hug, you think is strange.One more wet nose kiss, that makes you overexcited when I freak out.One more sigh from me when your hair is stuck on my clothes and practically everything else.Even experience one last ache, as your claws dig into my arm when I am too busy chasing my dreams to give you more attention.Even just see one last random outburst of excitement when you and Zo are off for a walk.Even hear one last howl of joy when I come home.I wish I could just feel your fluffy white fur beneath my fingertips, one last time, as your breath comes slower than usual, and not for you to feel the pain again, but for me to see that the pain inside myself now, is why I had to let you go. Because I still have to accept that the pain I feel now is not even close to what you were going through and that by letting you go, I saved you from that pain.Yet through it all, I want you to know and feel that I always loved you.  That my life without you might be filled with tears now, but it is because you gave me the best memories and you will always have a place in the emptiness within my heart.I love you so much my little angel, so sleep well Chloé.  We'll one day greet again with youbarkingand howling like the true wolf you are.Because I promise you, I will never let you go.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Take care of your furbabies and please take note of Hemangiosarcoma, in whichever form of fluff your furbaby or furbabies exists, any cancer should be taken note of as soon as possible.Please share the article linked to the quote and help other furbaby parents be aware of what to look out for.See you on the other side!~Chevoque

Cover Reveal and Tease for The Marked One (The Marked Series) by Chevoque

It has been a while, but it was so worth it!  I signed with Limitless Publishing back in March and it has been a great new journey.  Thus I can bring you this stunning cover for a story that is SO dear to me. The pre-order links and so forth will be added once I get them, but until then, please add to your To-Read list onGoodreadsand enjoy this bit of Aaliyah and Tristan I can share with you now!All Aaliyah had ever wanted was to be invisible…To not be stared at. To not have to display her lifelong pain everywhere she goes. But society is too blind to see that beauty lies beneath the skin.Aaliyah only reveals her special mark—a facial birthmark—to the closest people in her life. But when Aaliyah’s friend paints her in a portrait titled The Marked One?, her birthmark is exposed to the world. Now no amount of makeup can keep Aaliyah’s secret.Tristan Gerardo appears to be a successful CEO, but he is hiding many secrets…What many don’t realize is that his successful public persona is a mask for his own pain—both of losing a sibling, and his failed marriage.Tristan buys a portrait called The Marked One?, and is shocked when the subject of the portrait arrives for an interview at his company. He pursues Aaliyah, and while she is cautious at first, she feels an ease around Tristan that she’s never experienced before.Little by little, Tristan’s secrets are exposed…While Tristan struggles to keep Aaliyah from finding out how his sister died, she discovers he is still married. He assures her she has his full loyalty and the divorce is just a matter of time, and she desperately wants to believe him. But his estranged wife re-enters his life, and Tristan must figure out how to convince Aaliyah that she means the world to him.How can Tristan make Aaliyah realize that he loves her for herself, and not because of her notoriety as The Marked One?Full coverTease...Tristan looked at the caller ID on his cell phone as he got into the town car. His assistant, Ivan, was still somewhere in the building grabbing contracts that needed to be signed, before they both headed to meet up with a business associate for brunch.“Hello, father,” he chimed.“Well done, son, I’m impressed. How ever did you manage to buy out all of Feldman’s stocks from the Craigs Company?” His father’s tone held glee he obviously didn’t care to hide. He’d wanted those stocks for years now.“Persuasione.Motivazione.”“Resistenza,” his father completed their little rhyme in Italian, which translated to: Persuasion. Motivation. Endurance. Tristan looked at the building’s entrance to check if Ivan was nearby, only to spot a woman leaving the building looking truly furious. She was walking down the few steps at the entrance, her head held low. Her long dark brown hair made it impossible for Tristan to see her face, as it created a small protective curtain, but he didn’t like seeing anyone leave one of his buildings acting in such a manner. It gave the wrong impression.She stopped a few metres away from his car, shaking her head to herself as she looked at the ground. He got out of the car because he wanted to know why she was looking so furious. If it had been a client who had irritated her, she needed to know that was how the world worked in business. If her had treated her unfairly, it needed to be reported.Every company in the Gerardo Corporations building was owned by his family, and any company causing trouble made his family’s good name look bad.“Son, are you still there?” his father asked, concern filling his tone as the woman turned to face the building. She said something that he could barely hear, but he did make out the Gerardo motto paired with lies. She spoke in an accent he couldn’t figure out, which played with the words in an odd fashion.“Yes, just a little issue.” A man passing her on the hectic sidewalk seemed to say something to offend her. “I’ll call you back in a moment,” he told his father and ended the call.The woman took in whatever the man had told her and kept looking at him as he walked in Tristan’s direction. When she faced him, he understood why the man said something she disliked. It was likely the reason why everyone who was passed her was staring. Initially, he thought all the eyes on her was because of how differently styled she looked, in the green dress and brown leather jacket with matching boots, in the depths of the summer heat.But, she was beautiful beyond the meaning of the word. Not the generic beauty found in magazines and on TV shows. She was unique, and she was hanging on his living room wall for the last week, in the form of a portrait.The Marked One.He was certain it was the woman from the painting. On the upper left side of her face, across her eye and about halfway down her cheek, a birthmark marked her beauty. She had bright green eyes, which looked like shimmering peridot stones, and the artist of the portrait had captured the sadness in those very eyes nearly too perfectly, as she looked exactly like the portrait in that moment.Her eyes locked with his for a mere second before she turned and walked in the opposite direction, disappearing in the crowd.~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Goodreads LinkSee you on the other side!~Chevoque

Book Release...Diamonds Fall (Diamonds Fall Series Book 1) by Rebecca M Gibson

“She noticed, as if in a dream, a single diamond hair comb fall to the floor. The sparkling jewels landed face down in the mud.”Annabel Maria Hoddington is the epitome of high society. She has everything money can buy and as befits a lady of her station, is engaged to the richest bachelor in England. However, on the day of her eighteenth birthday – her perfect future on the brink of fulfilment – she is abducted and held hostage in an isolated village, where she finds herself entrapped in the

Book Release...Riptide: Betrayal of Blood (The Maura DeLuca Trilogy Book 3) by Claudette Melanson

Maura has never felt so alone in her life…nor has her existence ever been so overshadowed by peril …Not only do both her parents—her distant but loving mother and recently- returned father—remain absent from her life, but due to the hideous error in judgement executed in collusion with her best friend, Valdamir, and adoptive sister, Susie, Maura has been cut off from the pair’s friendship and support, forbidden by both her father and the fallout from the dire outcome to see either of them. The

Author Quickie with...Barbara G.Tarn

 We have 50 Author Quickies up-to-date! Some of the coolest people out there, came and gave you their more personal sides, but with this post, we will bring a temporary pause. Fear not, submissions are still welcome and encouraged.  The start up time for the next round will be announced once I have gotten my hens back into their pens.  As ever though... NOTE:These are the most random Qs I could find and come up with, but it is to show readers how authors are just like them or maybe so different

Author Quickie with...Gabriela Cabezut

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Author Quickie with...Timothy Bateson

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Author Quickie with...A.L Butcher

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Author Quickie with...Amanda Byrd

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