Dear Diary,

I found out this morning that last night, as I slept, our neighbors’ dog Zeus was killed by another dog. Zeus was a tiny little thing, extremely sweet and always in a good mood. I enjoyed being able to walk Zeus when our neighbors weren’t able to do it.

Whenever I would encounter Zeus, he would get really happy because I was suddenly there. It didn’t matter where we were – in the house, the yard, or randomly somewhere about town. Zeus was a friend to everyone.

It occurs to me now that we still have a stash of doggie treats here. There’s no Zeus to enjoy them. Little Zeus.

My neighbors are in mourning. I don’t know what to do or what to say. I can hear the crying, screaming and throwing of things downstairs.

My feeling is I need to wait before I do anything, but I drew this picture of Zeus with the notion it would make a nice card. I should maybe wait a day or two and then drop the card to them. I don’t know.

I’m so tired even though I had my energy bath. Tomorrow is chemo day. I don’t want to do it. I will anyway, but-. I want to go to Hawaii.

See you tomorrow,