Spencer is still trucking along. Yesterday he had his 8th cancer treatment. He still has a sick stomach occasionally, but for the most part he has had very few side effects. No signs of his infection coming back, so that is great. Still no signs of cancer. YAY!
This week was Halloween. Not Spencer’s favorite holiday since he really thinks he needs to approve anyone who comes to our door. He also seems to think that our fall wreath is a person on our porch, which means he is constantly alerting me to an intruder.
Today Spencer and I walked down to the bus stop to find that there were some guys there digging up some sort of utility access. I didn’t even have Spencer’s leash with me and I could tell 2 of the guys were none to sure about this dog running towards them. One said, “hey, um, is he cool?” I assured them he was, called Spencer to come back to me, which he did reluctantly. The we got to our normal spot and I told him to lay down, which he did. The guys were quite impressed with how well behaved he was. Then we had the normal questions about if he had been hit by a car (no) and comments about how great he seems to have adjusted.