The Beau Diddley Diaries

Did somebody say TREAT?!

A poignant day here

Well, we made it today. I successfully administered 23 Chlorambucil tablets to Beau. Now the hard work is for him and him alone--all I can do is watch and hug.

The easy work was “hiding” the tablets in some scrambled eggs. The eggs and the pills vanished at a speed that would make David Copperfield envious. Only slightly less easy was keeping Maggie away from licking Beau’s dish when he was done. (Don’t worry, she also got some scrambled eggs to enjoy.)

Administering the pills, although mechanically trivial in Beau’s case, really brings this whole CHOP program home, so to speak. I’m not just dropping him off at “day care” or some such. On the positive side, Beau didn’t have to fast this morning either, so that’s a bit of a relief for us all.

Then, to add yet another poignant note, I’m sitting here in my office, trying to catch up on some work (like writing my overdue monthly column for
eSecurityPlanet), I saw a headline on CNN that made me sad: “Bo Diddley Dies”. The timing of Beau’s namesake passing couldn’t have been worse for us, although I guess that’s a rather selfish thing to even think--sorry, Bo.

That’s enough poignancy for now. Time to go over to Beau, who is resting comfortably on his sofa, for a big hug. Who do you love?

Aroooos,

Ken

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