Give me the dog with a kink in his tail
The one with a missing eye
The one whose ears flop when they should stand up
The one whose face makes me cry.
I met Lily Bear, this 13-1/2-year-old darling, two weeks ago, and was immediately struck by her pluck. She didn’t let a little thing like a missing leg stop her from doing what she wanted to do. I got all self-help-book philosophical for about three seconds, and in those three seconds managed to pack in a whole lot of self-chiding about how I’ll become a hermit for a week if my nail polish chips or I can’t find my lip gloss.
About a year ago, Lily Bear had cancer in her leg, and amputation was the only way to stop it from spreading. Since then, she’s been in perfect health except for another growth on the other side of her body: a partially formed parasitic Corgi head named Chauncy.
“I don’t mind it at all,” Lily Bear said with a smile. “I just wish he’d grown on the side of the amputation! A little balance would be nice.”
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P.S. Yesterday would have been Sara’s birthday. She would have been the sweetest 16 ever. Instead of hugging her, I got to hug Titian, whom I met at a pet supply store, where his mom and dad were buying him a birthday present of shoes that he did not seem pleased to receive.
You can see more of Lily Bear and Chauncy in my Dogabout gallery, along with quite a few new additions. I update this gallery more often than I do the food gallery, which just goes to show you that there is indeed something I love more than lunch.