I can't believe that this day arrived

Well ho's it looks like we've made it!!! I often thought we would get here but it seemed so far away.

Yes just a few short weeks ago I blogged about the sunshine of my life, #9 and the horrible news of cancer striking.
Ho's It's with a scream of delight that I say she has finally made it to a smooth patch of blacktop. Yes, she has completed all three phases of her cancer treatment.
The recap goes like this. Chemotherapy, barbaric surgery, and radiation. All done and survived.
To all those who have been affected by cancer, I'm in awe of your courage, strength, and inspiring spirit.
Tug loves his #9 and he is so happy to share all this with you.
So with a pull of the air horn,
Let's ride ho's.

Comments

Mistress Maddie said…
Some great news finally! Iam so happy to hear the news Tugs!
March 12, 2011 at 10:47 AM
the dogs' mother said…
!!!!!*!*!*!*!!!!!
Yah!!! Give her a big hug
next time you're in Nevada!
March 12, 2011 at 10:58 AM
David Dust said…
Such great news!!!

XOXOXOXO
March 12, 2011 at 11:10 AM
#9 said…
And of course it couldn't of been done without the help of my bubba !! i was going to list everything you've done for me and every time you lifted me up with your words but I remembered that I don't have to do that. You already know. And that my friend is just ONE reason I love you!

#9
March 12, 2011 at 11:48 AM
Miss Ginger Grant said…
That is super news!! I am so happy!
March 12, 2011 at 3:53 PM
kayce. said…
love you, fredie... glad that you've made it through the rain together and that #9 is healing. SMOOCHES!
March 12, 2011 at 4:49 PM
Ken Riches said…
Great news, and the response from #9 is well deserved.
March 13, 2011 at 7:39 PM
Joy said…
Wonderful news! It's a hard road, and she's made it through!
March 18, 2011 at 11:58 PM
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