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.*
A little better...
Okay. Mum is a wreck. Shocking. But she came home at lunch with a friend and you know what I did. I got up ALL BY MYSELF. HA! Showed her. It's tiring though. I'm trying hard. I walked ALL BY MYSELF a few feet. I figured out how to turn myself around on the grass. Better gripping. I had a treat. Yum. I'm drinking and eating. But alas, it is a long long road.