Evil, evil lymphoma.

As I was writing on Easter telling you how well I was doing, the evil cancer known as lymphoma was winning its battle elsewhere.  My friend Ted E. Bear, was spending his last hours with his pack.  I am very sad to write that yesterday the cancer won and Teddy passed on to the Rainbow Bridge.   At five, he was much, much too young to get such a bad disease.

Teddy, you will be missed.  My thoughts and prayers (as well as those of my whole pack) go out to you and your pack. 

Peace, out.
Little Bit