After hearing about her first round of the new evil chemo that will make her skin peel off and her hair fall out and could damage her heart, we talked about our respective pets. She's very excited about her new grandpet, comparing Rocky to her two dogs. And then I remembered this silly forward we got from a friend. I looked it up and read it aloud to her.

"That's my dogs!" she said.

And she laughed - giggled even - like I haven't heard her laugh in months. Maybe even years. It felt really good.

I almost posted this in the Hole, but for entirely selfish reasons, I don't want it to drop off the internets.