An Update About the Pooch

So, other than the flotsam and jetsam  of videos and funny pictures that I've posted since my major emotional unleashing, you haven't heard from me.  I've neglected to share tales of my holidays or commit any real events of my life to these pages.   Well here's an update on the d-o-g.  After the dark days around December 12 we leveled with the vet.  Once she was stable, we just wanted to bring Luna home and make her comfortable.  "Ok" the vet said, "She can go home this afternoon."  After 2 units of doggie blood, fluids, antibiotics, a marrow sample, and one dose of chemotherapy.  Luna was on her way home.  She was still weak, not herself, but we could tell she was glad to be home.  And boy, oh, boy did she get spoiled.  You want to get on the furniture?  No Problem! You want to eat table scraps for second dinners?  Sure, why not!  It's gone on like this since.  We've been giving her steroids, since she got home and they really helped turn things around.  She was back to very nearly her old self in a day or two, other then the incessant thirst and ravenous appetite which has her constantly eating snow, drinking from the toilet, and snagging any food foolishly left on the counter, table, stove, washer, etc.  I have event found myself, more often than I'd like, having thoughts like, "maybe this was all a big misunderstanding.  Maybe she just had some infection before and the steroids and antibiotics killed it and she's going to live for a long, long time.  Yeah, that's the ticket."  Then I remember that between two vet's and multiple tests there was never any hope that that might be the case.  I don't think there's a suprise ending to this tail er tale.

We eventually got the results from the tests and they confirmed the worst fears, stage V lymphoma or leukemia (the present themselves almost exactly the same in the test we had done, and we aren't have another done to determine which is going to kill her.  They both have the same prognosis. Thankyouverymuch.) So she continues to get spoiled.  She gets extra long walks. 

She comes to work with me 2-3 days a week (where there are new people to spoil her). And basically we don't say, "We'll do that next time." or "No that would be too much hassle."  Cause we've only got a little time left and we want it to be filled with love, fun, and more love.  Thanks Luna (and Ferris Bueller) for continuing to teach us, or reinforce, lessons like, Life is short.