“I see you are eating cinnamon and sugar tortilla chips. Funny thing. I, too, love cinnamon and sugar tortilla chips.”
Tag: Frances
Ear of Judgment
I have no idea what she wants, but she’s adamant that she requires A Something.
Evil Brain Hamsters
Now that Franny’s surgery date is set and rapidly getting closer, I’ve been having bad dreams about it. They’ll be removing the lymph node near the larger tumor, because of the tumor’s proximity to it. Twice now, I dreamed that she developed lymphedema in that leg. So in my dream, Frances had to have her leg amputated. Only that is her bionic leg! The one she had $3000 worth of surgery on in 2013.
Removing her bionic leg would be a cruel irony. The evil hamsters in my brain need to STFU.
Throw. The. Ball.
Besties
Could they be any cuter?
“A little help, please?”
“My ball is stuck under the couch, and all you’re going to do is laugh? Rude!”
All Business
Franny loves to shred chip bags.
“I see you are eating food.”
“Funny thing. I, too, love food.”
The Stuff of My Nightmares
This is Franny’s large mammary tumor. There’s a second one, but this is the one that’s making me nauseated. They’re both coming out on November 18. I still have a way to go with fund-raising, but having a set surgery date (and before the holidays, thankfully!) is helpful.
So if anyone out there would like to own an inexpensive piece of original art, or if you still have holiday presents to buy, now is the time and this is the place.
(And I swear, I will shut up about it soon. I can think of about a million things I’d rather do than nag people to buy my art.)
“No photos, please.”
“Can’t a dog play roly-poly without paparazzi taking pictures?”
red paper boat 