Speaking My Mind: Too small to even cause shortness of breath!

The result of Hubby's lung biopsy was scary too!

He does have lung cancer, lung adenocarcinoma...!

But the oncologist says it did not cause his bladder cancer nor did the bladder cancer cause the lung cancer... He will be receiving radiation for lung cancer separate from the bladder chemo! And at this time he will have a 90% cure rate for the lung cancer as per the doctor. Based on the nodule being small and not showing signs of spreading!

His chemo has been postponed till a week from Monday since he now has to have his lymph glands in his bladder also biopsied!

It is making us both a bit concerned/nervous due to so many delays...! We thought the faster treatment was better for cancer???

It's been over a month since the bladder cancer was found, is this the norm?

All in all, to look at Hubby you would not know he has anything wrong with him... in fact, they think I am the patient...me on my ride I guess...!

And he won't stop doing things around the house... he did finish the pool fence paint and all! It is four feet tall...The reason for the fence is a concern for the fur babies falling into the saltwater canal. We have had sharks and even an alligator twice visit our canal.

You may have also heard about the blue-green algae, we have not had that...nor even the red, but both are toxic and I would rather be safe than sorry! Also, our dock needs repairs too and with Hubby he doesn't need to be doing that right now, Chance likes to go down on the dock to bark at the canal neighbors and their fur babies too! So now the fence is a deterrent for that as well! And with daily triple-digit temperatures, they do not need, the fur babies, to be outside any longer than to do their business!

MY MUSES are below!

Lastly, moving on to who they are, our crew...

3 months and 4 years old, now 5!

Aussie, say good day!

I am Aussie, not from Australia, but American-made.

I will comply for its fun, so I will say good day!

I am called Aussie because my mom asked a sixteen-year-old girl looking at me in the crate I was in at the adoption site that day what she thought I should be named. Mom asked her age, but not her name...ha! And without hesitation, the teenager had said Aussie! By the way, she was just looking, so my mom did not steal me from her.
We never found out the girl's name; mom liked Aussie too. Since then, we have discovered that it is a ubiquitous name, but it is still just right for me! My parents think that I am uncommon, even say unique! I do like that.
I am an Australian Shepherd, a red Merl. And here is an interesting factoid about me was supposed to be a miniature Australian Shepherd, but as you might know, I AM NOT! Although I am now five years old, I am the baby, though I am the largest of the fur babies, and due to my breed and being standard, I am a bit too big, ha!
I was three months old when Mommy and Daddy adopted me. I had been taken- out of a hoarder's home in the Carolinas with my litter.
Above is my PIC, taken on the birthday I share with my dad, but dad is much older than me!!! I was the first to be adopted, on February 16, 2018, on Dad's brother's birthday.

No tail/tale publishing, circa 2018.

Get it? I was born without a tail, preferable for all Australian Shepherds; only one out of five are born that way!

Hello, I am Bella, in the picture above, a Maltese Yorkie, a Morkie. I might be seven years old. We are all rescues, so no one knows our ages for sure. I am the middle child, so I am what you would expect, with all those idiosyncrasies that go along with that! Being the only girl has its rewards, as well as its difficulties.
I was turned in by my previous family, stating that I was misbehaving with their elderly dog it had been said that I was driving him crazy! I was the second to be adopted on 8/18/18 on clear out the shelters day!
My record called me Belle, so for no known reason, Mom decided I was more of a Bella; beautiful either way!

Hey, wait! Please don't forget me! I am Chance, pictured above, a Bichon Frise! I am eight years old, so they think, and the eldest, and I like getting up early with mom and Aussie. Bella sleeps late with Dad, till after seven most days, even later sometimes!

I enjoy a good tug-a-war on the ropes, that Dad had twisted for Aussie and me, and sometimes even Bella plays too! I was the last to be adopted on January 23, 2020.

I had been wandering the neighborhood for days, and then I saw Aussie and Bella in their living room window, so I hung out there...

The animal control lady had been called and came out to see if I had a chip I.D. with her machine, and Dad told her that he wanted to name me Chance. His reason is that if no one claimed me, "I want to give him a second chance!" So that is how I got the name Chance!

The Animal Welfare League checked me out and kept me for sixteen days until I was allowed to be adopted. Good evening.

Easy as Aussie, Bella, and Chance, now you got it! In order of adoption!