Tasha enjoyed her gift, a small black, stuffed moose, and she brought it to bed with her that night.
In the morning, Tasha wasn't feeling very good. I was worried we had taken a turn for the worse, but as the day progressed, she perked up. While I was cooking the pups kept me company and watched for any yummy morsels that might happen to drop to the floor.
Once the food was prepared and the house decorated, Tasha decided that she was feeling better and wanted to go outside and play. Kevin and I had tears in our eyes watching her catch her Frisbee for the first time since she was diagnosed.
Our family arrived soon after our playtime outside, so we did our final tasks for dinner and sat for a wonderful dinner. We laughed, we ate, we exchanged gifts, and we just enjoyed a wonderful Christmas together.
Happy Holidays!!!!!
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