My dog has a better life than me and he has cancer

I have a friend whose mother always complains that her cleaning lady has a better life than her because she goes on vacations. Poor woman! I really feel for her, sitting in her huge house not having to work, while her cleaning lady is enjoying her time off in a motel 6 one block from the Florida State turnpike in Fort Lauderdale. On that note, I am going to say I am jealous of my dog with cancer and his "vacation" in Colorado. I had to leave him in Fort Collins so he could have state of the art radiation treatment at CSU. I left him with a woman who owns a farm that will take him for his treatments over the next month until I pick him up. I honestly thought he would cry himself to sleep every night because I wasn't there. Turns out he is having the time of his life. He spends his days running through the fields, swimming, and going for rides. I imagine his life being very similar to Huckleberry Finn without Nigger Jim*. I even hear he likes to bark at the wind. If he wasn't getting radiation daily I would say why him and not me. Screw it, I will say it anyway. Why him and not me?

*Can't believe I used it