Asking for my lady,
My beloved black shark has to have one, possibly two toes removed and while her lungs are clear π€π», she's facing that diagnosis we all dread. She's one of the last links to my brother David who died in January and her pictured companion, I lost in October.
I won't say I can't bear it, because I think we all know how damn hard life can be sometimes, it's just that I can't bear it.
So here's my hope, that as we all send our good thoughts and kind words and for some of us, prayers, to one another, that my beloved Shelly can tag along for the ride.