I dust every Lent and Advent, whether it’s needed or not ;-).
Our greyhound, Ash, has bone cancer. The vet gives her less than six months, and it’s already, after less than a month from the diagnosis, getting to be time for bigger painkillers. She’s 11, so it was going to be something.
We won’t replace her with a husky ... way too fluffy!
He was such a happy and healthy boy until the very end. I miss him so much.