I honestly do not know how people live with knowing when they are going to die.

Every since Rocky was diagnosed last week with a terminal cancer all I wanted to do was sit on the floor with him.  I didn't understand how I was supposed to work with this knowledge...how I could do anything else at all with so little time before us. 

This is my dog...so how do terminal patients...human beings, function after receiving such news? 

I just can not imagine and I pray that I never find out...living, knowing that every single thing you do could be the last time...

        ...how does one live with that?