I created this blog to sort through my emotions as Finnegan, a great Irish Wolfhound, fought bone cancer for nearly 26 months. Fortunately, his battle subsided for many months and during the course of the 26 months, I shared stories about his feline siblings. On August 8, 2008, Finny passed on in my husband's and my arms. He fought the good fight and he will always have a special place in my heart.
*If you have a question, please write me at finnegandog at gmail dot com.*
Finally, it is cool out and that is my type of weather! When human mom brought me in for breakfast, I was leaping around like I was a bucking bronco or something. I guess I'm feeling pretty good although human mum was afraid I would knock her over in the wet grass.
I think I could put the whole small dog above in my mouth with no problem. Yummmm. Small yippy dogs....