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What to do when your father is almost cured of cancer, but there's still a chance he could have traces left, and instead of seeking more chemo he decides to opt for ketosis and some pure oxygen treatment? My dad has always been into herbal remedies and vitamins and stuff like that, so this shouldn't surprise me, not to mention he is utterly sick to death of chemo, which seriously, who can blame him? But...those other treatments are mostly crap. At least that's what I've heard/read. Ugh, idk, I have no idea how to tell a sixty-five-year-old man he's wasting his time and his money. :(

Happier things! There is a bunny burrow in my back yard. We discovered it yesterday afternoon when Mr. Foxx was weed-eating the backyard and came across the dead body of a tiny baby bunny (;_______;). When he looked around, he spotted a lump of fur on the ground that started squeaking when he poked it. Under the fluff was a burrow full of four babies. We couldn't tell if they were okay or not, because they weren't moving! Not to mention one of their siblings was dead. So I picked one up and held it in my hand, and he (why yes, they are all boys, HOW DID YOU GUESS? I may or may not have named him Brendon. I blame

harriet_vane) curled up and burrowed into my palm. <33333333 Anyway, we put them back and figured nature would take its course somehow. Fortunately, the mamma bunny came back, and has been spotted taking care of the burrow several times now.

Speaking of precious things that put hearts in my eyes:

Do want. ♥