Life on the Leash

Hooray, summer is over!

I’m back to writing the book on the porch again now that sweaty season is officially over … I’m nearly done with part 2, so I took red pen in hand and did some editing over lunch. (That Noodle Salad is amazing … try it!)

Zeke and Sum joined me outside. Zeke kept throwing me looks from the ground. “Really? You really want me to lay on this crappy little thing? I’m sick, you know.”

I’m such a sucker. Two seconds later I brought him up on the chair with me and he got to work “making” his bed. (Notice his unsteady back right leg.)

Before I knew it he’d taken over.

Not everyone was happy about Zeke’s special privileges, though …

I gave Sum lots of extra hugs to make up for the comfort discrepency.

I’m happy to report that Zeke is still doing well. The neurologist said I need to think about “what will happen next,” since the steroids can only slow the tumor’s progression for so long.

What will happen next? Another good day with my little man.