Ouch...oooh, ouch, ouch, ouch! That is the sound of me trying to walk on my little, tiny, adorable paw.
The dreaded cancer has returned. I spent weeks thinking I was free from the vile grip of the doggie tumor, but alas, Cancer is back in business and it's opened it's front doors in my padded foot. The good news? It is isolated and the doctor thinks it will not spread. The bad news? I am surgery bound yet again.
Am I annoyed? Yes! Will it hurt? YES! Will I fight on? YOU BET YOUR ASS!
I will continue to fight you, silly, silly little cancer cells. Your days are numbered!
I might have lost this battle, but as God is my witness, I will win this war!
But, in order to do so, I will continue to need your help. Every little bit helps and every cent I receive will continue to contribute to my pursuit of love and lap.
Viva la Veterinarian Oncology!
Amore!
Rocket
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