It feels unfair when someone in your life passes away.

I’m not sure if I’ve wrote about this but my Uncle John has been living with leukemia for 5 years now.

I forget the terminology but they filtered his blood to treat him, it’s a bone marrow transplant that will cure leukemia.

That is incredibly painful for the donor and recipient.

Anyways, there was a funeral.

Everything sucks lately.

Lola is snoozin’ with Brodi, he probably needs her. Lola is a worrier, she needs to help whoever needs a big sweet momma dog.

I have a comic idea in mind about her and her worries, all true stories.

Lilly is just a lil baby. ( even though she is a fully grown adult Chihuahua)

(FYI Lola just came back to me with some licks)

Lilly will always be “the baby”, that’s the way my mom describes me- even now; she’s always trying to spare me the pain everyone else is feeling- and she usually does somehow… 🤷‍♂️.

The down side is I’m always the last to know, I’m always wondering what’s happening but nobody tells me.

But it’s okay, maybe I am just the Lilly of my family, I couldn’t fill any other role. Just baby.