Life is not good right now. 

Girlfriend of seventeen years left me a few months ago. I've spent the past few months in therapy getting over that and some other health issues as well. I was just starting to feel better, getting out and enjoying life when the Pandemic hit.

This past week my dog Winston developed a limp. Took him to the vet and they discovered bone cancer, with a possible mass in his lung as well. They said it's inoperable. Usually they'd recommend amputation, but because of his lung it wouldn't buy him any time.

Take him home, give him anti-inflammatories and pain killers until it gets to be too much. And all the love.

My birthday is Monday. About the only thing that's been getting me by seems to be MrPucketts posts and playlist.

Hug your good boys and girls.

Tiny Winston and his brother Riley after we found them roaming the streets. Mange covered street urchins.

His brother Riley. He'll lose his puppy mind without Winston