I want to apologize for my recent absence here at DA. But my chemotherapy has been a bit brutal. I promise to get back on whenever I can catch an interlude of normalcy and I promise to fight for life
with all that I am worth. My best friend here is getting impatient with me, and whimpers as I pull the covers over my head. And nobody whimpers as well as an old Labrador. He was the one who got me going again the last time I was on chemo. I think that you can tell from his eyes that I am in good hands, or "paws", if you prefer.