My the Mom played "the tape" in her head, on "loop"... you know the mental one, in which the Doctor Mark describe the growf he took outta my mouf... at least five hunderd times. That tape went a little like this:
"pea size growf... gumline at molar... might be epulis... concern is that is pigmented... epulis typically are not... the Luke history... I was concerned and removed it... then I rolled him over to look on other side... see similar but smaller growf on other side, same place... keep in mind that it would be more than extremely rare coincidence for dog to grow twin tumors... please don't lose sweep over it"
What worry the Mom is what she know for sure... The Luke is one of a kind!
And lose sweep she did!!!
But today, the Doctor Mark deliver the Happy News...!!! The growf is, indeed, an epulis! Nuffin to worry about! Nuffin to sweat! Nuffin to lose the sleep over! But... Ever single fing to waller in!
And scoot across the yard, chin first... in!
Yep... Celebration in order! We are very feelin super fortunate, super lucky! Yep... we havin a ball... the very best kinda ball!
I love the life! I really do! And this past few days just reinforce all reasons why I greet the most ever day activities wif the eagerness!
I am happy boy. My life is full o the goodness. And I just can't get enough o it!
Speakin of the Happy... Is it time for the foods???
I only ask on a counta one of my very most favoritest fings about life... is the food bag... you know Breakfasts... Lunches... Dinners... Snacks! Just sayin!
Now the important stuff... Many fanks to all of you for your well wishes, your prayers, your foughts... your candles lit. Your support means the world. I am full o the confidence, but my the Mom often clings to your words of encouragement and hope. And I fank you.
Wif all my heart, I fank you.