I know that started this brilliant idea so I wanted to carry it on for her and as the forum has become a little gloomy recently as we face loosing them both soon.
So
1. daloni and dizzie outlasted their prognosis by years and I am sure proved that you can have quality of life despite doctors best guesses and we all benefited from knowing them on here.
2. I just got back from a fabulous holiday in Galicia, northern Spain. I walked more than I have for months (chemo pushed me into a wheelchair) the food and wine was fab and I met old friends and laughed a lot.
3. Macmillan have admitted that their upgrade has been a bit sh*t and are working on improving it. Hurrah for Macmillan who have admitted it didn't go well. How many organisations actually come out and say that.
I don't like to think that newbies think that we are a miserable lot, what struck me on here when I came was how much joy, laughter and living went on despite cancer.
Nicky
Sula was bred for temperament, The breed are known as ratters, but she is literally no threat to wild life. 
The birds and squirrels seem to humour her and let her get close, but on occasion they hold their ground which hurts her feelings.
When I was first at home in lockdown Sula switched her allegiance to Dave when he went back to work. She's a bit of a tart, some say like her mother (but remember her mother is a dog...)She loves everyone but will go off with a man without a backward glance, she doesn't do that with women. Our son had a burst appendix when he was 13 and was in hospital for 2 weeks with complications. She was only 8 months old, but wouldn't leave his side when he came home, she even slept downstairs with him. Then my OH had a severe crush injury to his foot and was off work for 7 months. She was glued to his side, it was hard to get her to leave him to go for a walk. When I started aggressive chemo in March 16 she wouldn't come near me. Dog trainers thought it was the smell of the chemo but I was a teeny tiny bit hurt. Then when I started to get more symptoms and go down hill she wouldn't come for walks with me. Now that I'm home she doesn't let me out of her site, barks at my OH when he helps me with the frame or stairs and pretends to bite his ankles, and sleeps at the bottom of my bed. She insists on coming for walks. She also gets very tired when we've done a leg of the MW and needs a day to recover. We really feel like a team. She'll be 12 in May, that's not a bad age but looks full of the joys of spring, she's on a tiny dose of antiinflammatories in the morning and doesn't need a walk every day. She make us laugh every day though, she turns into 'turbo Sula' in the evening and races about for a few minutes, I'll try and get some footage. It ****es me off when people make smart arsed comments about getting a 'real' dog, she's a brilliant family dog. She loves other dogs but not indiscriminately, she's not keen on bigger very bouncy puppies and was attacked by my cousins collie a couple of years ago. It was territorial, they're good friends on the beach but the collie didn't want Sula in her house, and it's made me a little less confident around other dogs, there was blood.
Her hearts desire is to make friends with a cat, but she gets too excited. My sister and one of my sons have friendly cats but they don't have time for her. She gets batted but can't take a hint. So I know what you mean about her looking almost humans, she's saying, 'we've got this!' xx
Just realised, Sula and I are both going to be 64 this year!!! 12 is 64 in human years for small dogs 
Will look out for that ruthjpmy niece is a puppy/dog trainer and she’s like a dog whisperer, but it’s the humans she’s training. There’s a lot of similarities with young children, don’t sweat the small stuff & reward good behavur.whenever you can xx
