Just a note to tell you that Scooter, my beloved 13+ y.o.Baby-Beagle-Boy (pictured in my avatar) is gravely ill and is in the ICU at Tufts School of Veterniary Medicine in Grafton, Ma.
He was diagnosed with lung cancer with mets to the brain last October, so no hope for him. He was responding well to chemo & radiation palliatively since then, but took a turn for the worse yesterday having had chemo on Thursday. His quality of life has been very good since October, but things have taken a dramatic down-turn.
I adopted him at 8 months. He was a field trial show dog champ who broke from the pack during a show and was hit by a car. His then-owner took him to the vet and wanted to know what his chances of being a show dog were since he had a tib-fib fx. The vet told him 90%. His old owner said, "put him down". The vet said, "don't let the door hit you on your ass on your way out. Get out ". The vet put him back together and called around for a home for this little guy. I had just lost my Beagle Dixie to cancer/renal failure about two months earlier and when word got to my own vet, they called me. I've had him ever since. I call him "my love sponge". He was so needy and wanted to be loved.
If any of you have any connections to St. Francis, patron saint of the animals, will you ask ?
Thanks,
Beaglemom3 (Scooter, Lucy & Dixie)
He was diagnosed with lung cancer with mets to the brain last October, so no hope for him. He was responding well to chemo & radiation palliatively since then, but took a turn for the worse yesterday having had chemo on Thursday. His quality of life has been very good since October, but things have taken a dramatic down-turn.
I adopted him at 8 months. He was a field trial show dog champ who broke from the pack during a show and was hit by a car. His then-owner took him to the vet and wanted to know what his chances of being a show dog were since he had a tib-fib fx. The vet told him 90%. His old owner said, "put him down". The vet said, "don't let the door hit you on your ass on your way out. Get out ". The vet put him back together and called around for a home for this little guy. I had just lost my Beagle Dixie to cancer/renal failure about two months earlier and when word got to my own vet, they called me. I've had him ever since. I call him "my love sponge". He was so needy and wanted to be loved.
If any of you have any connections to St. Francis, patron saint of the animals, will you ask ?
Thanks,
Beaglemom3 (Scooter, Lucy & Dixie)
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