Hollywood Darby
Two years ago, Darby was diagnosed with cancer and had his kidney removed. The doctors said the surgery might give him another year. When I came to pick him up after a week of post-op, he scampered out to greet me with Frankenstein staples and a plastic cone, tail wagging and eyes bright. I desperately hoped I would have more than a year with my little Doughboy. Today, he turns fifteen. I am so grateful I was able to give him that operation and he is still going strong. He has been totally game about uprooting our lives and helping me create a new home in Grass Valley. Thank you, Darby for being my dog, my co-pilot, and the best thing that ever happened to me. Love – Moira.
P.S. Darby's friend Chewy is coming over for a birthday party. I got him a gluten-free organic apple pie from the local bakery and a cardboard roll from a used package of Saran Wrap. He's thrilled.
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