Poor little Duncan. He now has 4 lumps. I found one over the weekend, again the size of a pea, on the left of his spine in the area of his amputation. This makes me think it is in fact a return of the cancer. The other 3 lumps were well on the right side of his spine, not that close to the scar. But they all have the same behavior of starting out like a pea shaped thing and then flattening out to teh size of a dime. Meantime, he acts like nothing is wrong. He did go through a weird thing with his diet. He just decided he didn't like his food and snubbed most all of it. He's really into Cluck-a-Doodle-Doo. It's a fish flavor - go figure.
Speaking of cluck, we went to the Chicken Little wrap party on Saturday and had the most fabulous time. The party was huge and the bars were plentiful. There was karaoke, so needless to say, there was Russ and Dara singing karaoke. Photo to follow.
The movie turned out well; rather cute actually. But my thoughts turn to Duncan.
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