If you look on hubby's left shoulder you will see a bird bending down getting her head scratched. Now look under the table. There's a dog lying there. Rocco is not interested in Xena at all. He, who seems to think he's a great birddog, couldn't care less that there is a bird on daddy's shoulder.
Rocco is doing pretty well after his rounds of cancer. He has some new lumps coming up, I watch his body closely, but at this point we've decided there will be no more surgery. If he gets another tumor we are going to let nature take it's course. He's 12 years old and I can't be having surgery on him every few months. He's too old and wouldn't stand it. But for now he's doing good and that's what's important.
Nala on the other hand, I don't know. I've increased her shots to once a week and she gets Rimadyl about twice a week. She seems to be hanging in there. Last week she woke up in the middle of the night, two nights in a row, whining like she was in pain. There was nothing we could do for her except try to make her comfortable. It was heartbreaking. But she seems to be okay for the last 5 days or so.
So I'm looking into insurance again. I don't understand insurance and there is so many to choose from, life, death, renters, term, whole, even funeral insurance. I really hate when I have to learn about an industry before I make a purchase. Ugh!!!! Why can't there just be one insurance that will cover me for everything I need. This being an adult is not all it's cracked up to be.
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