Today, I found out that Toli, the one I call “Big Dog”, has a slow-growing form of Cancer. That news put me right into shock, and started old memories running of a fresh loss from 2007. Walking through those memories is a place I don’t want to go. It’s a place I never wanted to be.

I am not equating that Cancer with this. The previous one with a previous beloved dog was: it’s there…he’s gone. Almost no preparation, no way to heal. In this case, there is a chance that another surgery might get everything, and that that will be that. Even then, there’s a chance of recurrence.

Toli is 5. Toli feels pain from procedures. Toli is family…forever. Toli feels loved…always.

So, what are we planning to do? First, we’re going to have a Happy Thanksgiving. Then, we’ll have a Merry Christmas. After that, we’ll be celebrating a Happy New Year! Before, during and after each, and at all other times, we are going to pray, while actively seeking treatment. Join us in prayer, if you can.

This “Big Dog” is wonderful. He is happy, boisterous, and sweet. His sense of humor always shows through.

We never have a guarantee of life, anyway, but if we work at it, we can guarantee ourselves some great memories. That is exactly what we will do, while we throw a little positive energy in the mix. With Toli, that’s easy!  Hopefully, that formula will add up to years and years of good times…