The last two weeks have been difficult. Matilda cut her foot, and also had an episode of disorientation and not eating. Today she is herself. She loves to roll onto her back on the couch and let her back legs stick up in the air. Sometimes she loves to let her head hang off the side of the couch. We have only four more chemo sessions left, but it will be over a two month period.  Today I am trying to stay in the moment. Matilda is here, resting on her bright red dog bed, stretching her long legs out, and her bucky beaver front teeth are so cute. Matilda is my anchor, calm and solid, always going forward. For now.