despite the cold rain this morning

carver was raring to go. we went for a fun walk to the field down the street. I just have to say in writing, carver has been doing amazingly well. on the couch, on the street, wolfing his food, crying for pizza crusts, hopping at the door to go out, cozy asleep, going for rides-he has just been doing great, and for the first time since that awful day in january I see him as my dog carver-not a cancer patient, not someone to take care of, not a situation to research, fret over, a constant worry, not dying. not dying. he is carver, my pup, and I am filled with gratitude that he is here beside me.