I'll jangle as many curb chains as I can find to help your dad out. Brain tumors are such fickle things - a close friend of mine currently has 14 malignant ones in her brain. They gave her 3 months about 4 years ago and she's still fighting and living a healthy life.
Give your dad a big hug from me, and Willem, give Coreene a big slobbery hug as well.
Twoey and Romeo are both trying out their double bridles...so for a moment, I thought they put Willem up to this, so that I would HAVE to take their curb chains for jingling...but the guys have assured me that they did not know anything about this.
So curb chains are jingling a-plenty. The Jack Russells have donated their choke collars.
The cats have pawed around in the tack room and have unearthed some...ummm...metal clanking stuff I dont want to try to identify..but they are jingling as well.
I am sending all the energy, all the prayers, all the good wishes and good thoughts that make the sky blue, that make the oceans wet, that make a breath worth taking.