Pets are therapy.

Wouldn't want to do it without them
I agree! Pets are wonderful! We have 3 cats, two of them are Siamese who just turned 1 in January. They were my constant companions while I went through chemo and curled up with me while I put my hot compress on the tumor site. They curled up with me after my surgery and now nap with me after my radiation treatments. They have been a source of great comfort and wonderful companionship as my husband is fully wrapped up in tax season right now. They bring real joy with their antics at times too.

Our cat, Cleo, is 18 years
Our cat, Cleo, is 18 years old...older than both of my kids. She recently lost her sight, has lung cancer, and is on a special diet because her liver has difficulty processing proteins.

We're not sure how much longer she will have with us, and we may have to make that quality of life decision. But she is very special. When she hears my voice, she will call me until I come to pet her. And both of us love it when I nap on the couch. Somehow she knows when I'm there, and will come sleep with me. I know it helps me, and I'm pretty sure it helps her too.

Mitzi333 said:

I have 2 kitties.... Sumo and Lillie (pictured)
My kitties are 7 months old and such a joy. They romp and play with each other and are soooo funny. They also cuddle, each jockeying for the space closest to me. It's a comfort to have them. They're great companions and a wonderful source of positive energy.

Mitzi ;0)

I called my dog, Jake, my chemo buddy
Every afternoon we took about a 2 hour rest on the sofa together. He is a 2-year-old Vizsla and about 45 pounds, very energetic and active but he was so soft and gentle with me--it's like they know. He definitely made my journey easier. He is also very funny and mad me laugh sometimes when I didn't feel so good.

Thanks Jake!

Hugs, Renee

They are such comfort
But at times they drove me nuts! Normally they have their preferred spots but once chemo stated they insisted on both being in the recliner with me. They also tag teamed me when I would be in bed for a few days after chemo.

our cat
I wrote an article in a vetrenary magazine once about a cat and called her "Queenie". I wrote it in a pseudonym as Nellie did not want to be identified in order to protect the people she owned. You see Queenie was a "Good medicine cat" for a man she owned that had a mental illness. The man she owned really was skeptical when she came to own him, but the woman she owned talked him into giving it a try (being owned by a cat). Now Queenie has become a good medicine cat for a woman with HER2 breast cancer. She is old and wise. The woman who she owns just found out that she is allergic to cats. However, the woman she owns will remain with Queenie until she dies as Queenie is too old to own any more people. The change would be too much for Queenie, Later when Queenie goes to heaven the man and woman will look to be owned by a dog as neither are allergic to dogs.