The Big C...update

It's been more than a year since I blogged about my dad being a cancer patient. I would have to say that I am excited to say that things haven't changed much since then. He has not had to progress to the next level of treatment. He hasn't lost a lot of ground.

I know every day that my dad is living with cancer. I know that this type of cancer general does not take a man's life. I know that he will most likely live a long life. I also know that his body is not well. I have seen the fatigue from time to time. I see that his trips to Denver to see the doctor wear on him.

My dad is amazing. He doesn't live like a cancer patient. He has told some funny jokes along the way...some not so funny. He seems to have had some nice chats with the other patients at the clinic. He lives positively and joyful. He walks with grace and loves God. He loves his wife and his family and now...a new dog.

Yep, dad got a dog. I think it will do wonders for him. Dad has had a wonderful golden retriever, Cody for many years but Cody has never been the hunting buddy my dad has desired. Cody is a wonderful "house mutt" as dad would call him (even though he's a pure bred). Cody is also gun shy, so enter Gabe.

Gabe, a French Brittany Spaniel

Megan holding him while he slept

My dad & his dog.

Gabe is still a baby and into everything. I hope he is the dog of which my dad has dreamed. I hope Gabe likes to go hunting and be my dad's buddy. The old saying that dogs are a man's best friend is certainly true and it is just what my dad needs.

At the end of the day, my dad still has cancer...but he has a loving wife, a gorgeous home, a fabulous daughter (that's me by the way) and a wonderful family. Now he has not one best friend, Cody (not me this time) but two, Gabe. If that doesn't help keep your spirits up, I'm not sure what could.