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Group hug please

Those of you who follow the running wave will be very familiar with my little sidekick, Tilly.  She is my stalwart walking companion, and of course one of our most precious family members.  This morning I had to take her over to the Royal (Dick) School of Veterinary Studies, which is part of the University of Edinburgh.  They have a hospital for small animals, and Tilly is there today because, a few weeks ago and out of the blue, a tumour appeared at the base of one of her ears.  The result of this, very sadly, is that Tilly will lose her ear.  The whole thing, auditory canal, the lot, will be removed today, in the hope that she can then carry on with her very happy life for a long time to come.   The rest of her furry self has been scanned and is absolutely fine.  

I am a great believer in the power of positive thinking, and so I wondered if all those reading the running wave today might join me in sending Tilly Tiptoes lots of love and good wishes, for a safe journey through surgery, and a good and swift recovery, so that she and Ted can pick up where they left off yesterday.
Thank you!

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  1. Tilly's Devon chum, Pumpkin, is sending healing woofs and can't wait to see Tilly again and to meet Ted next year. Pumpkin's mum is joining in the group hug . . . XXX

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  2. Consider it done! a dog lover in Oregon

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  3. I hope that she's OK, I know how awful it is when our 4 footed friends are ill.
    Sending lots of positive thoughts to Tilly and you.

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  4. Huge positive vibes coming your way! Bless her - gorgeous little girl! ๐Ÿ’–

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  5. Big hugs all round, I hope she is on the way to recovery now. It sounds as though they caught it early so I'm sure she will be back to her usual self very soon. Take care, Antonia x

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