Safari is not ready to give up, nor does he appreciate all the squirts of natural meds going into his throat several time a day. Yet, I think he is getting used to it. Except for the Tumeric tincture he does not give me too much trouble as I tell him that he needs the stuff and please don’t spit it back at me. He listens 99 percent of the time and I don’t think I could ask for more than that. Like many cancer patients with 2 legs and not four paws, Safari does not look sick at all. He eats a lot, thankfully and Safari has always looked young. He has never really aged as some of my former fur kids. He is adorable, gorgeous, cuddly and lovable and I already think about how much I am going to miss him. I always want people and animals to live forever. I get the circle of life idea but I am not sure I am a huge fan. If I am reunited with them all at the end of the journey, then I will be okay with it. I guess that is where Faith comes in.

Two people in my life teach me about Faith, One is my dear friend Tania who is perhaps the most faithful and he led me to a place where I trust those thoughts more than ever. I do not know if she knows that she has given me that gift, but she has. As a person who is not religious but more on the spiritual side, that does not come easy. I think if you are religious by nature, the faith is innately there. The other is Dr. Victoria Summers, whom I write about in my various blogs for those who follow me on here or on social media. She is the rescue grandma of our dog, Joy. As a person with terminal cancer who was told 3 years ago she would be dead within weeks, I am more than happy to report that she is still here. She is a Dr. of naturopathic medicine and that, combined with her amazing faith and need to help dogs, strongly rises above any plans that some allopathic doctor had for her. She has work to do and her faith in dogs and matching the right dogs with the right adopters keeps her on a path of grace. Aside from that, she is another person I cannot imagine not being on the planet for me to simply dial up and talk to. Since meeting we became fast friends and I love her so much.

Safari doesn’t know he has a job but I have told him lately that he does. He is nearly 14 and it is hard for me to imagine not calling out his name to see where he is or what he doing all the time. He is my scrap booking partner, who loves to try to eat my stickers, bend papers and be part of the process. It is his hair that I get out of my keyboard all the time because he loves to be present  and ON TOP of my writing as I work – literally. When you think how you share your life with someone for 14 years that is a long time. Some relationships don’t last that long! Ours has been a blissful marriage  and I can say that unequivocally.

Here he comes out of the porch–probably wants some food. Time to go and tend to my Sweet Safari Boy. Or maybe he wants to add some more hair into the keyboard. It’s okay. He can do anything he wants; he always could. He has had that effect on me from the first day my neighbor Alaina put him into my arms. She knew I would love and take care of him. To her I am ever grateful. xoxox