
Hello everyone.
It’s me. Sassy. The Wonder Dog.
Since Mama has been suspiciously quiet for about a week, I have taken over communications. You’re welcome.
Here’s the scoop.
That last chemo?
Yeah. It flattened Mama like a pancake you accidentally sat on. Since then, it’s been an up-down-up-down situation. Christmas was… not normal. But Daddy? Oh my dog. Daddy WORKED that kitchen like he was auditioning for a Food Network special. Mama noticed. I noticed. I supervised closely from floor level. We really appreciate Daddy.
I do keep seeing Mama try to write sometimes. She sits down, types a bit… and then suddenly runs off to that horrible room where they attempt to drown me with soap and water and where she sits on a strange white throne. I do not approve of this room. AT ALL. I try not to even look in there.
Now we are up at the lake, Mama’s Happy Place, and let me tell you—Mama is slowly getting her mojo back. She sits on the deck soaking up sunshine (excellent life choice), and I lay nearby pretending I am a decorative rug but watching her every move. She walks around the property a little, tries to be “normal” going up the stairs, and then immediately remembers that breathing is still optional but highly recommended.
BUT THEN.
YESTERDAY HAPPENED.
Mama let ME take HER for a walk.
We walked all the way around the yard.
AND up the driveway.
AND all the way to the community mailboxes.
People, this was BIG.
She was exhausted afterward and took a two-hour nap. Naturally, I napped with her to ensure survival. It’s called being responsible.
Now she says later today we might walk all the way to “the green thing.”
I don’t know what that is.
I don’t care what that is.
What I know is Mama is determined, and when she decides to do something, she usually does it—even if she has to stop and huff and puff and lean on me (which is fine, I am very sturdy).
So until Mama gets her writing brain fully rebooted, here’s the official Sassy Update:
✔️ Mama is okay
✔️ Mama is getting stronger
✔️ Mama is walking again
✔️ Mama is even talking about cooking food someday (Daddy is VERY excited).
Stick with us.
We’re walking forward—one mailbox, one green thing, and one nap at a time.
Love,
🐾 Sassy the Wonder Dog
Head of Walks, Naps, and Mama Supervision

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