Fionn's 3 legged journey to beat cancer

I guess I haven’t been keeping you up to date with me since I have SO much to say!

Number one, Thanksgiving is fantastic! Mom says she’s thankful to have me around still. I think it’s just a gift of food spillage that I get to clean up. While cancer sucks, I DO get away with stuff like eating people food that gets dropped. I’m quite good at finding even the smallest of bits.

Also, I’m going to throw out a suggestion to all you tripawd pawrents out there. See the socks I’m wearing in the kitchen? We need something to keep us from slipping around on hard floors. My mom put rugs and mats all over our house which she hated (and it kept me from finding a cool spot to lay on), but it doesn’t take care of floors anywhere else. She tried these all rubber slip on things and they did work, but my paws got all sweaty. Yuck. So she found these. They are called Grippers and I like them. They are sized to fit me and they have rubber all around so even if they shift, I still have traction. There is cloth between my paws and the rubber so I don’t sweat either. I wear them anytime I go to the vet and sometimes around the house and even while napping post Thanksgiving dinner.  And there’s a bonus for tripawds- an extra sock as a spare!

Okay, back to talking about my “illness”. Psshht, I don’t feel ill. So, my mom talked to the oncologist about my getting sick after my 2nd chemo and the doctor told here they would pre-medicate me with anti nausea meds and see if that helped. Mom doesn’t want me to waste any days being sick and I agree, so we agreed to give it another try and see how it goes. Well, when they checked my blood before the 3rd chemo, it came back too low for me to get it! We were both surprised because I was feeling good enough to play on the agility equipment in the play yard at the vet school and ran around the grass and the lobby trying to sniff butts before my appointment. I even stood up and put my foot on the reception counter to beg for cookies and it’s a HIGH counter. Mom says I was being a “spaz”. So now I have to go back in another  week and try again. They said I will go on a four week chemo schedule now.

Now for some GOOD NEWS! Today I am one day short of my 2 month ampuversary!! Yay me! Mom says it seems like yesterday that I came home struggling to maneuver on 3 legs, but all I care about is TODAY. And cookies. I care about cookies every day. Last weekend mom, one of my kids and her boyfriend took me Christmas tree shopping in a place called Apple Hill. Kind of an early ampuversary celebration. It’s up in the mountains and they have apple ranches and tree places. I went last year too, but boy did I get more attention this time! SO many people wanted to pet me I was jumping all over the place. We heard one little boy ask his mom if he could pet me, but she said no because I was a “service dog”. I guess my harness looks like a service vest, but mom said she was pretty sure service dogs don’t act all crazy like I was! That, and the lack of a leg bit. So, we got some apples at one place (I LOVE apples btw) and then went in search of the perfect tree. I supervised the choice and guarded it while they found someone to cut it down

Here’s me and the kid and the boyfriend (who I quite like even though he also likes the cat). I really wanted one of the BIG trees, but mom says the ceiling isn’t that high and our house is too small. This one barely qualifies as a tree.