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Posted by MAFon February 17, 2010.

Categories: Animal health, Cancer, Canine cancer , Canine health, Cure cancer, Dog cancer, Dog health, Pet health


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Submitted by Lou and Charlene at: February 13, 2011
Brandy became a part of our family on March 1, 2001; she was 1 year old (so we were told). Our previous dog, George, died on December 28. 2000 (diagnosis with Pancreatic Cancer), he was 11 years old. We waited a few months and decided to find another companion. As my wife searched online she found that Camp Pendleton ran a dog shelter for stray dogs wondering the base, supposedly left by those servicemen that had to leave for overseas. As we walked through the Quonset Hut, where the dogs were kept, towards the back and around this wall was a brown and white, dog, looking scared as she looked up at me. She was found on the base and they called her Crackers (the story is the patrons of the shelter were eating soup and crackers when she was found). Neither my wife nor I couldn’t take I eyes off of her. We knew she was the one for else. We called he Brandy. Camp Pendleton had a policy that before a dog goes home with their new family they go to the Mesa College Veterinary School, to be examined and help train future Veterinary Technicians, three weeks later we brought her home. Our home seemed strange to her, she was a little shy and didn’t even know how to play with toys. But as the first few months went by, she knew this was a safe home and people loved her. She began playing with toys, running around the house and just loved everyone who would greet her. For 10 years, 11 months, she provided us her unconditioned love, and we provided unconditional love to her. She loved toys. We would gift-wrap her presents and she would spend the time opening the package, tearing the paper off, and her face would light up when she knew she had the new toy in her mouth. Every toy she got we gave it a name. She was very smart, if you asked her to go get a particular toy, by name, she’d go into her toy box (yep – she had her own toy box) and bring you the toy. She played and played and played, fetching the toy back to my wife or me as we through it around the house. I could write a book describing the love my wife and I and Brandy shared over the years. She just couldn’t get enough attention when anyone would come over. Especially her Uncle Gil (not her real Uncle just a good neighbor that fell in love with her and she him). He’d come over and take her out during the day when my wife was away. They loved each other so much. Gil had been injured and was mostly in his house. But the day before Brandy passed, Gil was outside and Brandy got to say goodbye (he always had a biscuit for her and this time was no different). On Friday, February 11, 2011, our Brandy was put to sleep. A month earlier she was diagnosis with Cancer (after an ultrasound found tumors in her abdomen and surrounding areas). She was in good spirits so we brought her home; knowing any day she could pass. Friday morning she became very ill, we were told that the cancer had spread and she was in pain. She’d now in peace and some day, when she sees us again, we will play and play and play. We love and miss you Brandy Dad and Mom
Submitted by Malanie at: September 15, 2010
My golden retriever, Tyler was diagnosed with a mast cell tumor under his chin. He was operated on, but they didn't get clear margins so we went to N.E.V.O.G, all oncology specialists. They did the staging, and it had spread to his two lymph nodes on each side. He was operated on again. He has had 4 months of chemotherapy. They said the average is 2 yr. where it spread to the lymph nodes. But remember that is the "median". So dogs can be anywhere below the 2 years. or live another 5 or more years. He is 8 this Nov. 28th, 2010 . I am very big on doing everything I can to keep the cancer at bay. That includes filtered water, no pesticides on the lawn, only the healthiest no grain dog food, titers instead of vaccinations, no tick and flea applications. Remember, their immune systems are already compromised. I pray everyday for his health, and try to keep him as happy as I can.
Submitted by Brandon Pellegrino at: May 24, 2010
Abby was my dog for just shy of 7 years. I rescued her from a kill shelter right here in Brooklyn New York. She was the smartest dog I ever saw, able to walk off leash, fetch just about anything her little head could pick up, also, she was the most loved dog by far, everyone who met her fell in love. But on December 2nd 2009, when we found out the tumor we just had removed from her tongue was malignant melanoma, I never cried so hard in my life. My vet refereed me to an oncologist in NJ and we began radiation treatment as well as the melanoma vaccine shots (6 and 3). A little less then a month after her last treatment, the tumor resurfaced on her tongue, in the same spot the original cancerous one was. I took her to the oncologist and the vet and we had it removed a 2nd time, with hopes it would stay at bay and we would have a long time to spend together. Less then 3 weeks the tumor resurfaced for a 3rd time. Abby was not really bothered by it, eating and playing as usual, until Friday May 14th 2010. Her neck got really swollen out of nowhere. I rushed her to the emergency vet and had an anti-inflammatory shot administered and they gave me some liquid anti-inflammatory/ pain killer medicine to give her. The tumor on her tongue was growing rapidly during this last week, she was barely able to eat. She still wanted to play, but could not bring me a ball I would throw or anything I would throw her, she tried to run after it, she lost her bark, she could not shake when she got wet. I knew it was time. This past Thursday, May 20th 2010, I lost my heart, my soul and my loyal companion. Abby.. you will always be with me! <3
Submitted by Mary at: May 21, 2010
I have a 10 year old border collie/mix rescue dog who was recently diagnosed with thyroid cancer. I am torn about doing surgery or not. According to the vet, she would only have about a year to live if the surgery went well. Does anyone have any stories/experiences that can help me to decide about this? We don't want to lose her but also don't want her to suffer. So far, she has no symptoms and is lively, happy, energetic as ever.