Loving Lena

Those of you who don't have dogs or love them should move on.

Robert called tonight to let me know that he took our Lena to the vet today. Mitch, who also cared for our Cookie and Duchess, said she had a large tumor, did some scans and bloodwork and held out little hope.

She's scheduled for surgery tomorrow -- and if Mitch is wrong, and it's not a bad tumor, he'll remove it. If he's right, we're not going to wake her up. In either case, she couldn't be in better hands.

Lena wandered onto our farm as a starved, beaten stray in '97, and stayed to give us more love than we could ever deserve. If she's as sick as she seems to be, loving her best may be letting her go.