I have had 2 chemos so far, I am on the 3rd chemo now. Well Mum says she
gives me pills, but to be honest with you, I don’t think she does. She gives me
paté and smoked salmon. Should I tell her?
In
between chemos, I had my blood drawn to see if my white blood cells were not too
low. Both blood tests were fine (which is more evidence that Mum is not giving
me the chemo). I don’t have to go back to
the hospital now until May.
Auntie
Gin sent me a get well card. She enclosed a little newspaper story of a dog who
got his favourite dying treat from his owner: a tub of ice cream. That gave Mum
and Dad the idea of taking me with them on their trips this year. Dad just said
we were going to the Dardennen for my birthday. I’ve been there before, several
times, and I love it!
Thank you auntie Gin! I owe that to you. I hope to see
you again some time. If you don’t come to me, then I will come to you! Mum said
something about Scotland and a lake with a monster that nobody can find. They obviously
need my help then! I will swing by auntie Gin on the way to that monster!
Today is my birthday, well one of my birthdays. Yeah, aha, you heard me. I have more than one birthday.
When
I was born, they took me to the vet to get my first jabs and my vaccination
leaflet. My birthday was written on it as 14 March. The lady where I was born
said it was actually 18 March.
Then Mum and Dad had me chipped and got me a
passport. On that passport, my birthday is 13 March.
Mum
said that, this year, I can have as many birthdays as I want.
And you can all wish many happy returns!
