I was going to tell you ALL SORTS of stuff…things like how scared I was, how very sick I was, how the nasty cough hurt (it’s almost gone now, but not all the way) you know all the STUFF I’ve been going through.

But Mom told me she has been telling you.  That you have all been there pulling for me.  Geez, that is so cool!

So…. I will tell you I’m on the mend.  I don’t cough as much, Mom gives me orange Gatorade and coconut oil.  I don’t like the coconut oil.  I try to spit it out, but Mom makes me try to swallow it by putting it on my food.

Sigh!

BUT I MUST ADMIT…it seems to be helping my throat!  My throat gets too sore and dry so it’s hard to swallow.

OH! I’m going into details.

Anyway…just let me tell you…I SAW FUZZY DUDE!  Boy have I missed him.  He was waiting for me over this bridge full of all sorts of colors.  I started to run toward him, but he barked at me to STOP!

So I did.

“GO BACK, BOOMER!  GO BACK!  Mom needs you.  It’s not time.  I will come get you when it’s time.”

So I did.  I woke-up to Mom looking at me saying: “You can go, if you want, my Little Boomer, but I would really like you to try and get well. It’s up to you, but if you stay, Boom…you have to try.”

So I did.

And you did.

I Thank You!

Boomer