Why am I writing this?

I have known many, many people who have had their dogs die from cancer. In many cases, the cancer was too far advanced to treat. Of those who did treat, you don't know the details of what they went through. It sounds quite simple when summarized with 'we went though chemo and he lived 2 years'. There is a whole lot more emotion and decisions to be made. Treatment is not always simple.

This blog is my own personal experience. Some days are filled with frustration, others are filled with laughter. If anyone is offended, I can't apologize for my emotions. I typed what I felt at the time. It does not mean I feel the same today. If you want clarification, just ask. No matter my frustrations, I know my vet and oncologist are doing a fantastic job of caring for Arri. He just is not co-operating by being a 'typical' case.

Sunday, February 26, 2012

February 26, 2012


From Jennifer, Chuck, Kessen and Brightie

Hallelujah!  Who knew the smell of wet dog would be so wonderful.  I have not been able to bathe Arri since October when this whole saga began.  With 4 surgeries, 18 radiation treatments and 3 weeks in the cone of shame, the boy smelled like a dog.  This morning he got all cleaned up.  He is so soft and snuggly.  More hair has fallen out of his leg but the skin looks nice and healthy.  The swollen node on his upper leg is still present but not as large.  

A few weeks ago, Arri received an awesome get well e-mail from some CCI puppy raisers.  I love the photo and appreciate the sentiments. 
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