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Lanty came home today. Check out my post at Lanty’s Log.

So, if you haven’t already heard, our Lanty has cancer. A cute little post-script to last week’s ranting.

He had exploratory surgery today. It was complicated. He’s still with us, and we saw him post-op – he was really bright and happy which was so great.

The tumor is a mess and we opted to halt resection (removal) today because there was a 50/50 chance he wouldn’t make it. We couldn’t take that chance until we get the biopsies back and know if it is carcinoma (in which case resection is the only option) or lymphoma, which might respond to chemo. The biopsies will take 3-5 days.

Chances that the ugly tumor is lymphoma are slim. Very slim.

I’d love to sum this all up with some wise words about the circle of life or savoring the time you have or something but, here I am. He’s just such a cool cat.

Such a cool cat.

ps. you can follow our progress at Twitter: twitter.com/lantycat

This has been a most difficult week. I’m sitting here in our home office, shivering because our furnace is dead (it is 13 degrees outside, 50 inside), preparing to go to work tomorrow where I’ve taken over for a colleague who very suddenly had a baby Tuesday (weeks and weeks early) and my days are filled with stress and uncertainty.

I’m so tired, it’s hard to think.

But I saw this at PostSecret this morning, and was just so comforted.

I’m not a religious person, and since 2006, I’m not even sure you can call me a spiritual person. But who knows? Perhaps even a cynical doubter like me is in line for a “reward.”

Doodle, I will see you there.

Job Hazard #1: Falling in Love.

I’ve been walking dogs for almost three years now, and I’ve had around twenty-five regular clients; dogs that I see every day. If you have any sort of human feeling at all, you can’t help but develop a relationship with someone you see five days a week, especially someone who is just as thrilled to see you Monday as he was Friday. How often does that happen in an office? Even the really difficult (i.e. utterly untrained) ones *coughbeaglescough* have grown on me, and I find these days that I have a genuine fondness for every single dog I walk.

And that can make saying goodbye a hard thing, indeed.
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It’s been cold here. Snowed a lot. You know, the usual for the Midwest in February. But it seems like this crazy weather – from 40 F to -2 in twenty-four hours – is a bit extreme this year. And tiresome, for sure. Dog walking in this weather is a challenge most days and third-circle-of-hellish on days like yesterday.

9:30am, I dressed in my requisite fifteen layers and headed out to clean a weekend worth of snow from my car. The small lane between my house and parking area, and the lot itself were thickly covered with snow, which, in turn, covered a nice solid layer of ice. Slip sliding away, baby.
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