I did today - and honestly I think I am still in shock.
The news is about Rocky.
Remarkable, incredible news about Rocky.
Yes, it seems he has stepped off Death's Doorstep and slammed the door shut behind him as he was walking away.
For all those that say 'We knew it' - please know we didn't. His diagnosis was very clear and in chatting with his wonderful vet Tannis numerous times over the past 10 days NEVER have we talked about 'IF' he got better. That simply wasn't a real option.
I guess I neglected to tell Rocky that....THANK GOODNESS!!!
He has gained 7 lbs in the last 10 days and his blood work is just a hair away from normal. Tannis says that not only is he going to live - which would have been enough on its own - he will be able to be a sled dog again one day. Not for Iditarod this year, but one day.
My head is still swirling - good swirling - but swirling.
I had mentioned to a friend yesterday that Rocky was looking and acting so good that it was hard not to hope - but that I was worried about getting my hopes up.
Their reply was - "Well if you can't wish and believe, then guess there is no chance..."
So quietly I did.
|All you had to do was ask, I could have told you!|
We could not be happier!