Lama has cancer. this has come about in the last week. one weekend, she's just a Good Girl! such a sweetheart, bounding around, wriggling for love and then next, she's got a cone and she's got cancer. she had to have a lump removed...her parents said that they thought something was wrong when her Chewbacca sound turned into "the chewbacca sound, but bad."
lama's got a cone. you gotta be careful when she comes straight at you to sniff you and slams her cone into your shins "OUCH! I JUST GOT CONED!" while i had already shed tears over her sickness, finding ways to laugh at the cone was not difficult...
after moving the coffee table out of the middle of the small living room in our cabin, "look at lama! she's freestyle coning!"
etc.
i'm afraid of large dogs. but i have never been afraid of the sweet sweet girl that is lama. when i look at her, since she's been sick, i think "oh, you're so innocent and dumb, you have no idea you're about to die." but then there are times, when i see in her eyes that she does know, and she's asking for help but she knows that might not be possible.
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