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.
I had to take Arri to the beach today. It was such a nice day and it will be awhile
before he goes again. I don’t want sand
in the wound and learning to walk will be tough enough. Once he has his balance down, we will try
sand. I could tell my boy has
aged. He used to drag me across the sand
to get to the water. Today, he pulled a
little. Once he saw the water, he pulled
a little more. He also did not jump
right in. Ok, so the water was pretty
cold – only 60 degrees but that never stopped him in the past. He would swim with ice on the water if I let
him. He went in and out, spending more
time on the sand rolling. Another
change. There was a time when he would
enter the water and would not get out until I bribed him with treats or went in
the water and dragged him to shore. Some days
I thought he would swim to Chicago. He just
kept going deeper and deeper. 
That's a happy dog, rolling in the sand, Dee.
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