Wendie

I don't know how I missed this. I'm so sorry :grouphug

I'm so sorry

I am so sorry :grouphug

I lost one of my best friends on Friday. It happened so suddenly - starting with a disinterest in her usual food two weeks ago, we figured she was sick of the same old flavor. The week before, she'd lost some weight, but still seemed to be doing fine. Tuesday, we took her to the vet and ran the usual bloodwork and I was still confident that we were going to be told a tooth was bothering her and given antibiotics and told to move up her dental. She was diagnosed with cancer on Wednesday and was set free from pain Friday afternoon. I never expected to lose her so soon, nor so quickly. Daisy came to us as a foster dog - we pulled her out of a bad home after receiving an emergency call from our greyhound adoption group. We were the only people who lived within a few hours of the people who called to give her up and they wanted her out of there THAT DAY. They were keeping her outside during the hottest summer we've had this decade, had her hopped up on sedatives, and were feeding her crap puppy food as she was skin and bones. We'd talked on and off about getting a second dog, but had a list a mile long of what we were looking for. Other than being a female dog that would take the alpha dog role, she was nothing like the dog we had in mind. Looking back, I have no clue what all those requirements were anymore. Funny how that works, huh? We went to pick her up with the intent to keep her for two weeks until someone from the southern part of the state could come get her. That was in July. In August she went to Prairie Beach with us, we bought her her first martingale collar, and we still pretended she was a foster dog. In September, GPA sent for her to do her vetting and in response, we signed the adoption papers. In the past five years, she's taught Joe to chatter his teeth (adorable) and dig holes in the yard (not so adorable) She helped him get through his separation anxiety (major plus) and added to his thunderstorm phobia (not a plus). She would stomp her foot and bark at us if she had to go out and we were ignoring her (even though greyhounds "don't" bark) and would pogo on her back legs any time she thought she was going to get to go for a walk or a car ride. She loved to take walks and sniff and mark and sniff and mark, as if she had no clue that she wasn't a boy dog. Joe thought she was a little bit nuts and had no patience for her endless stop and go behavior At greyhound events, she had no interest in doing anything but obsessively sniffing butts and the past two years, would get so excited that she would start drooling! People would repeatedly ask if something was wrong with her, but she was just excited. And did this NO WHERE else but greyhound events. My little weirdo! She had no concept of personal space and for a long time was convinced she was a 65 pound lap dog. She's the one who ended our two year "No dogs on the couch" rule. She always had to have something touching you, whether it be her head in your lap or just a paw. Even after having only 5 non-canine teeth left after a series of dentals, she still loved her pig ears, bully sticks, and turkey necks. She's always been our "red-headed step child" - you know, the one who you lovingly say "If you pee on the floor one more time...." to and make fake threats to all the time? She was the scapegoat and the criminal, the fun police and the "barometer of the moods" in our house. I'd give just about anything to have her here to pee on the carpet half an hour before we host Christmas dinner or stomping and barking at me after I JUST took her out five minutes earlier. I miss you Daisy Doodles, now and forever. Thank you for being just the dog we needed, even when we didn't think we needed you at all. Thanks for being the pushy little girl with the chattering teeth who stole our hearts before we knew what to do. I'm sorry we couldn't do more for you, but I know that you're chasing squirrels and rolling in stinky stuff now. Godspeed my friend.

Well, so much for that. Given the later hour of the day, we lost our option to do both the ultrasound and the surgery today and the next time it would be possible is Wednesday, which is too far away. I'm not willing to open her up without the ultrasound given how quickly the cancer has taken her body. Thanks for your feedback guys. And please keep us on your thoughts, it's going to be a sad next two days around here

Our first step would be to do an ultrasound with a very experienced greyhound ultrasound specialist, who, in theory, would see other signs of cancer if it has spread. We wouldn't do surgery if those signs were there. But in my very LIMITED understanding, there is cancer that is not necessarily shown as tumors and therefore, might not be seen on an ultrasound, right? I'd love an extra 11 months, but I wouldn't consider doing it for just 3. Anyone have a magic crystal ball I can borrow? :

To avoid crying (again) at work, I'm going to keep this short and sweet. Has anyone had their greyhound's spleen removed due to tumor(s)? If so, what was the recovery like and are you happy you went through with the surgery. If it was an option and you didn't take it, what helped you make that decision? Thanks in advance for any input.

I'm so very sad to hear this. My condolences to Gil and their family and friends, 2 and 4 legged.

Sweet Tuna, I miss you. Happy Birthday at the Bridge :grouphug

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Jen, your tribute was so beautiful. I'm so sorry :grouphug

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I'm so sorry. She looked so full of personality! :grouphug

I'm so sorry for your loss

I haven't been on GT in forever, so this is the first I'm hearing about this. I'm so sorry for your loss. Run free sweet Sally :grouphug

I haven't been on GT for a very long time. I'm so sorry to hear this. Nike was such an awesome hound. :grouphug

Oh my gosh. I'm so sorry Run free, sweet Poppy

I haven't been on GT for a very long time. I'm so sorry for your loss :grouphug

I'm so sorry

I'm so so sorry, Steph

What wonderful pictures. I'm so sorry

I'm so sorry Kim :grouphug

I'm so sorry

I'm so sorry