It’s a beautiful sunny day and the dogs and I are spending the morning enjoying the breeze outside. Dalilah kept her kennel clean overnight, and is proving herself to be quite the trooper. Despite having to drag her bum left leg around, she wags, climb stairs and plays Without a care.
She is an inspiration.
We’re both a little broken
you and me
Though your wounds
Are much more clear for us to see
you carry on,
you climb the stair
Accept your burden without care
Your long Tail wags so constantly
Reminds me of who I hope to be
you lick and kiss me on my face
A capacity for love that I embrace.
We’re both a little broken
you and I
Though My burden
can be harder to espy
My cancer hides,
Then rears it’s head
And sends me groaning back to bed
We’re both a little broken
Yes it’s true
But I will strive to be like you.
Plow through the pain
With all our might
We’ll wag together through this fight.
The sun has set on a lovely day. Brenden brought Abby over and we spent a lot of time giggling together today. All it took was her Gamma saying “Ruff-Ruff Ruff” get her giggling.
Dying with Debra 
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