Pet Therapy

I don’t know how anyone can manage a serious illness without a pet. When everyone else is off doing the important and essential chores, Ernie is kneading my duvet and purring like a race car by my side. 

Also, I may have come close to using cancer to manipulate my husband into getting a dog. Yes, it would be lousy timing. But I may have recently said through sniffles and sobs on the way home from a doctor’s appointment, “I want (sniff, sniff) a dog!”  (No offense Ernie, I believe we have infinite resources of love, both for other humans and for our animals. Just not infinite time or money for vet bills.)