Dear cancer

Black greyhound

Portrait of Joey

I know you and I have had this dance so many times before.

But why Joey? You look at me, rolling your eyes, glaring back and asking why not?

I want to cry, I want to scream, I want to throw things. We’ve had enough. It’s never fair, you pick the best dogs and why oh why did you target Joey?

Do have any idea how hard it was for him to trust us and become a part of our family? When he joined us 10.5 years ago his own shadow spooked him. He wanted so desperately to come up to us and have his ears scratched, but his world was frightening.

Hour-by-hour, day-by-day, week-by-week, month-by-month and year-by-year his confidence grew and he was no longer shy Joey, he became a real greyhound. Every day that he comes up to us and ever so gently nudges our hands to scratch his ears is a celebration. We have come so far and now, cancer, you are taking all of this away from us.

Cytology report said sarcoma, the doc included highly aggressive. Screw you cancer. Someday, somewhere, somehow somebody is going to get ahead of your evil ways and like all of the diseases that have been eradicated, you will be nothing more than a history blip in medical history books.

Hate is not too strong of a word as I think about my feelings toward you, cancer.

We know that you are moving at breakneck speed as your cells multiply in his body.

We don’t know how much time we have left with him, but I promise you, our love for him will not be diminished by your selfish desire to take him away. He may have joined our family as a shy boy, but he will leave us a confident and happy boy… you can’t take that away either.

Black greyhound


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