Wanderlust

The Survivor

You may have been wondering what the update is for our little tumor ridden Timber since our last post concerning his impending operation. Shortly after we publicly pleaded for his life and our wallet, the tumor actually seemed to be getting smaller. I had been applying lavendar oil to it daily and trying to keep at least the scab as clean as possible. We weren't positive, so when we went away that weekend and kenneled the dogs, George and I knew we'd have to take a close look at the situation when we returned and make a decesion. To cut or not to cut. That was the question.

When we came home, it was obvious. The tumor wasn't only getting smaller, it was disappearing. The scab had gone and the swollen hard nodule was diminishing daily. Over the last few weeks, it has faded into a small gray patch buried in the furry tufts of his ear. Now, you can barely see the outline of the "tumor." The Targ beat cancer! He's a survivor.

Timber has specified that all funds raised towards his tumor removal be redirected towards supplying all his friends on the little yellow bus with frosty paws.