We celebrated Catie’s 16-month ampuversary hard, all weekend, with copious treats (we never did get around to the green beans, I’m sorry to say). Catie was in pretty good form on Saturday, despite a healthy gusty wind. Some running, some stick chewing, some smiley faces. Some ball throwing and retrieving for Riley.
I’m putting Catie’s spike in energy to the Tramadol.
The news last week that the cancer had returned was a significant blow. To me. To my husband.
Catie, however, doesn’t seem overly concerned at all so we’re taking our cues from her and are going to do our humanly best (and I’m not saying it’s going to always be easy) to take each day one at a time.
P.S. Thank you for everyone’s support. Again.