Pat A., April 25, 2018
Each animal, like humans, have special traits. I took Max about everywhere with me. When I took Max on walks he would take the leash from me and hold it in his mouth while walking. People jogging would stop and notice him carrying the leash. I never taught Max to do carry it, it was just his thing. When we came to a drinking fountain, he would stand on his hind legs, put his front ones on the drinking fountain, while I pressed the button. He didn't touch the mouthpiece for the drinking fountain, just drink the water as it flowed, same as a human. Back home, I have a side door to my house. I'd leave it ajar so Max could push it open when ready to come in the house. I would tell him to close the door and he would push it closed with his paw. Max was great!
I noticed Max was having problems with his hind legs. They weren't steady and would often give out on him. I tried several veterinarians. One thought it was a problem with his hips, another wanted to try acupuncture. When Max was diagnosed cancer, I brought him to Gulf Coast Veterinary Oncology for chemo. He lived nine more months, but a dog that had the diagnosis at the same time died a month later because he didn't receive treatment. I'm grateful for those nine months.
After Max passed, I was so broken hearted that I got Tobi, from a rescue group a month later. It’s been said that everything happens for a reason, in October of 2013, I had quadruple bypass surgery. After the surgery I wasn’t able to lift weights; therefore, I would have been unable to lift Max in my truck to take him to the Gulf Coast. But Tobi… he can jump into the truck and I don’t have to lift him for taking him to the park and wherever else we need to go.
Thanks to advances in pet cancer treatments, we’re hearing many more tales of triumph, as more of our furry family are beating the disease. If you’ve got a story of success, we’d love to hear it!