<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="text-decoration: underline">No... the damage to my lung is too bad... I'm sorry...</span></span></span>I sighed heavily and I licked her cheek looking at the job she'd done on my paw and neck.<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="text-decoration: underline">Don't forget my broken right ankle</span></span></span>I sighed heavily knowing surgery was the only way to fix my rib. My breathing was getting harder and harder. I didn't have long left... but I was trying not let on.  I loved her I wasn't going to let the last thing she saw me being scared.<br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="text-decoration: underline">Just promise me you can fix me up...</span></span></span>