During Ryan’s main treatment for the first 10 years, we had three dogs; Wally, Lucky, and Lucy (not all at the same time, though). Wally first, then we added Lucky, and when Wally passed on, we adopted Lucy. And no, our dogs couldn't cure cancer. But they had other duties to keep all of us smiling when we were around. You know doggone (pun intended) well that they couldn't raise Ryan's blood counts, make a transfusion go faster, take away the side effects of chemotherapy, or
