But Mom, doesn’t having cancer mean I automatically get everything I want?
Geordie’s lung cancer gives him a distinctive cough – a sort of *cough, cough, hack* When first diagnosed Geordie coughed a lot, but with his medications he has barely coughed in months. Recently I noticed Geordie coughing so much that he could hardly catch his breath….until he got what he wanted, then it miraculously stopped. My Mom was with him when he was having one of these “fits”. Worriedly she asked, “Shouldn’t you give him more medicine?” I told her, “No, he is doing this for attention. He knows everyone will rush over to help him if he coughs.” Sure enough, as soon as I gave him some food, Geordie walked over to his bed and went to sleep. Sadly it took me nearly a week to figure out he was playing me.
That’s my Geordie. Too smart for my own good.
Geordie must be taking drama lessons from Pip!
We never should have paid for those theater classes for them.
Those little white dogs! They are such a manipulative bunch of characters. Max is equally sly about bringing the drama when treats or extra attention are desired! Well, OK Geordie, just this once, twice, thrice…ok, you win.
I knew I was right about this cancer card. Thanks Maxwell!