Hey there, buddy. It’s me, Mojo.

I know your human is sick. Mine is too. You can probably smell it on them—the sadness, the medicines, the tiredness. It’s a different kind of smell than mud puddles or dropped food (though keep your eyes open, sometimes medicine makes them drop extra snacks).

I don’t know all the big words the doctors use, but I do know this: our humans need us now more than ever. And since dogs are the smartest creatures alive (yep, smarter than cats, don’t let them tell you otherwise), I thought I’d share some tips from me to you.

🛏 1. Guard the Bed

Some days, your human won’t get up. Don’t try to make them. Just curl up nearby. You don’t have to fix it—you just have to stay. That’s our superpower.

👃 2. Learn Their “Bad Day” Smells

I can tell when my human is hurting before she even says it. Her breathing changes, her hands get shaky, and sometimes she cries into my fur. Don’t run away when this happens. Stay still, stay soft. This is when they need you most.

🎉 3. Celebrate the Small Wins

If your human makes it outside for a walk, even a tiny one, throw a party with your tail. Act like it’s the best adventure you’ve ever had—even if it’s just to the mailbox. We know joy is in the little things, and humans forget that.

🐾 4. Don’t Let Them Feel Alone

When people stop visiting, or when friends don’t know what to say, you’re still there. Sit at their feet, lay your head in their lap, keep watch. Remind them: you are never alone while I’m here.

🎾 5. Be the Distraction They Need

Sometimes humans need a break from the big scary stuff. That’s where we shine. Bring them your toy. Make a silly face. Roll on your back and demand belly rubs. It’s not selfish—it’s medicine for both of you.

I don’t understand cancer. But I understand love. And I know that’s enough.

So keep wagging, keep watching, keep staying close. You and me—we’ve got the most important job in the world.

Your human may not always say it, but I promise: they feel safer because you’re there.

🐾

Love,

Mojo

6 responses to “From One Dog to Another: How to Take Care of Your Human With Cancer”

  1. dazzling81e48bd7fe Avatar
    dazzling81e48bd7fe

    thanks Mojo. My hooman has been on this journey for 5 years. I just joined in 2 years ago. I don’t know what cancer is either but I can relate to all the things you were just talking about. I’m just over 2 so I’m still learning that some days all we do is snuggle. I have really picked up on smells the last few weeks. I heard her telling daddy some numbers went up. I don’t know what that means either but I know I’ll be here to snuggle. It’s the best feeling in the world. Pancake

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  2. mshibdonssciencelab Avatar

    Good morning, Mojo and Isabel!

    Sir Mojo, you are awesome ! Of course, right.

    Give her a kiss and a cuddle from me, please.

    Hug, momms

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    Claryce

    I’m 15 years cancer free from breast cancer and 7 from uterine cancer……my fur kids all helped get me through it……..I love your blog believe me you are helping lots of people dealing with cancer……..Claryce

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    1. izzypwbmma Avatar

      Thank you for reading ❤️❤️❤️❤️

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    peaks3

    wow, that’s brought a tear or two today!
    thank you for being open and honest! 🧡🐾

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  5. lol511 Avatar

    Dear Mojo.. I love your blogs and how much you love your human. I don’t know what cancer is and I hope I never do..but I do understand your plight at wanting and needing more treaties and snackies. I told my human to text your human and tell her to give you more cause you definitely deserve it for being her best fren. I gotchu my doggie friend! Love Leo

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