BB was a little older than eight weeks and about a size of a Coke can when I picked him up and swaddled him into my shoulder sling. Little did we know how much everybody would grow to love BB! If you came to visit, BB would accept you like he already knew you and give you lots of kisses. He will always ask for a belly rub, and you will get kisses in return.
Recently we noticed the lumps on his neck. After two biopsies, BB was diagnosed with lymphoma. We were devastated. Before he started his treatment, he was lying on the floor, motionless like a doll. In moments like this, I whispered in his ear, “It’s okay.” He always responds with a wag.
Now he is responding to treatment, and he is a happy boy again! Please help us keep our promise to BB! We appreciate all donations. Thank you very much!