
“My dog Cinnamon was very important to me. For two months before my diagnosis, she would curl up with me and lay her head on my left breast. Then she'd just look up at me, like she was trying to tell me something. Later, she was very ill, and I asked her to just hang on to help me through treatment. She died the day after my last chemo. She hung on just to get me that far.”
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