Normally I like words that begin with "c"... after all, my name IS Coco! In a dog's life, words beginning with "c" conger up visions of cuddles, chow-time, catch, climbing and crawling - you know, playtime!
But this week, some new "c" words have cropped into my corner. This week my mom (Lynne) has been making lots of phone calls; researching the computer; there's been NO climbing or crawling (all over her) allowed; she hasn't been able to play catch with me because I've noticed she can't throw my bone very far; she drives off in her car for mysterious appointments; and the worst of it... for reasons unbeknownst to me, she's thrown me out of her bed and confined me to my crate at night! C#@p!
What is going on? I don't want to sleep in my crate... why won't she let me cuddle with her? .... then I heard her say THE "C" word to her friend... it's all so very confusing to me. Will someone please cough-up what's going on, so I can cope better?
Ok... I think she's going to explain it to me (and you). Hopefully she can clear this all up for us!....
... thanks for caring and being my companion on this journey!
after having double breast biopsies this week, here are the results and next steps...
P.S. "So, see Coco... "c" words aren't so bad....
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Cuddles will Come soon
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