sandra_slayton
Posted : 3/25/2006 4:31:54 PM
Because I am totally owned by 2 pure goldens and one golden mix, and i also lost a dog (Irish Setter) to bone cancer 9 years ago this summer, this story hits me hard. My Buck is also 11 and most of the time he acts more like an 11 month puppy instead of an 11 year old man. But I know his time is limited. He was pronouned in good health two days ago when he got his rabies vax. However, he is due total blood work in 6 weeks (thyroid which has been under control since diagnosed a year ago.)
Not long after my irish Setter turned 12, he started limping on a Friday. I thought it was his arthritis acting up. By Monday morning he was dragging that leg. WE got him right to the vet and i could by his look when he saw Boots walking that it was bad. He said 99% chance bone cancer, 1% chance abcess. WE opted to have x-rays, tests done and it was a very, very aggressive bone cancer and taht within a week he probably would not be eating, probably could not get up. There was no way of knowing it if it spread or not. Vet said we had 3 choices--amputate the leg THAT DAY. Wait the week until he was going downhill fast and let him go, or do nothing til he died on his own (which he KNEW we would never do.) Our hearts said amputate. But our reasoning said he was 12 years old, he had arthritis. We could subject him to that surgery and him still die before he healed.
and his last days be miserable.
We opted to give him a few good days and let him to at the end of the week when things started getting bad for him. We would take him to the beach--it didn't hafe to be the real beach, but the bay here we do a lot of wade fishing. he loved to swim and chase things. Well, in just a couple of days he had developed a bunny hop and stopped dragging that leg. We spent hours there each day with him swimming, chasing crabs in shallow water, trying to catch shore birds.. We were letting him have a little chocolate, all the fruit and veggies he wanted (he LOVED fruit and veggies). Well, at the end of the week I took him and my vet couldn't believe he was still doing so well and said we didn't have to do it yet.
Well for exactly 10 weeks to the after diagnosis we went "to the beach" each day and he had a great time. What we had for dessert, he had--strawberry short cake, banana split, coconut pie, rice pudding--whatever. He ate a ton of watermelon, cantaloup, tomaotes, lettuce, etc. I took him in twice a week and each time my vet was stumped. Boots was actually gaining weight, he was all bright eyed and tail wags.
Then on July 8 he did not spend as much time in the water chasing crabs and swimming, but spent more laying in the shade of the car. The next morning he went ot get on the sofa and fell--there was the same hardness in his shoulder as was in this thigh and i knew the cancer was there and in day or so he would not be bale to walk. I didn't hesitate. I gave Boots a large bowl of butter pecan ice cream--i called my son and he and his wife came and got Boots and I wrote a note to my vet telling him that as i had promised him and Boots, i would not keep Boots past the time he could enjoy himself. I have to be honest that I almos called my vet after son and wife left with Boots, but i could not do that to my faithful old man. To have kept him a few days longe would have been for me, not him. To let him go then was for him. We have never regretted that decision.
If I can get it to work, i am going to post a picture of my irish Setter Boots, and one of my beloved 11 year old golden, Buck.