Allen lived alone with his pets. 

Allen worried about what would happen to his family upon his death, Bucky the rooster and Baby the cat? 

Who would take care of him as the cancer progressed?
 
 

Waiting by Allen Waiting for cancer can be a chore.  To tell you the truth it can be a bore.  The dying part I don’t mind at all,  It’s the loneliness I appall.