All Our Children Meow and Woof
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.*
13 Comments:
Hi Finny,
I missed you , I just wead all your postings that I missed, and I hope you were not too twaumatised by the stooopid fiwewowks, I lucked out and didn't hear a single one where we were.
My sweet Finny, I'm glad they caught the nasty tumor, and even though they had to take your bootiful leg,I'm so glad you're here and cancer fwee
many many smoochie kisses all over you ,especially where your leg was
Asta
Your three are perfect ... and so are you!
Don't worry Finn, you are just as drop dead gorgeous with three legs as with four.
Snogs
Kerrio
What everyone else said and more.
Smooches and love you with three paws,
ernest
Finn my pal - how ya doing? That bone tumor looks painful. I'm glad you got rid of that nasty thing and that you are a-okay now.
Celebrate your anniversary with a Guinness! Okay, maybe Happy Tail Ale for you, a Guinness for your mom!
We sure are happy that you feel better today and that icky cancer stuff is gone. We think you're great!
The FleasGang
Finn I am glad you are here with us still!
Finny,
You'we soo wight, I should go visit Vewmont, I hear it's vewy bootiful, but I don't have any fwiends who invited me there, I'll have to wowk on it..hope you're feeling good and having a nice wekend, love you lots
smoochie kisses
Asta
Finny,
So glad the nasty nasty tumor is vamoos and you are here as a tripod! If you never told me, I would never have even noticed you only had 3. (Are you an Agatha Christie fan, by chance? Your title was a little suggestive of that).
Goob love to ya, man!
Stanley
Hey Finn,
Look on the bright side... You know you were worried about when your mamma got out the nail clippers ?
At least there's 5 less for her to do! Have you EXPLAINED about bribery, and cheese slices while undergoing a pawdicure ?
The AlphaB delights in getting ALL of mine.
As for the fireworks - a little Brandy works a treat (for the mamma ;-) )
Finney you are such a brave, handsome and fine boy with a mom who loves you. I am so glad you are still here with us to share your goodness. You stay well! I insist! Don't make me come over there and bite my foot!
Aw Finny. That tumor looks awful. But I'm with Sophie--you're better on three legs than most of us are on four! Go Finny!
wally.
Hi Finny,
thinking of you,sleep tight
smoochie kisses
Asta
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