I wouldn’t have even sought treatment for my cancer if I hadn’t had my Tweedle, a Maine Coon rescue. My goal was to live long enough so that I wouldn’t have to leave him. I knew my son would take him and love him. But, he’d already lost one home, so I had to try.
I discovered my cancer was curable. I’m two years in remission on my way to being 100% cured. And I never would have known if it weren’t for my beautiful cat.