My hounds are my babies. I never dreamed I would have six dogs.....especially at the same time! Yet, when I brought Charlie into my home, I chose to because (mainly Matilda needed a playmate) one of my greys is 12 years old and another one has been fighting cancer. My little Dolci (pronounced Dole-chee) is the Italian word for sweets. She had a spindal cell tumor that we radiated daily for three weeks. On the fourth week, she was diagnosed with osteosarcoma. We did a radical amputation followed by four months of chemo. She went into remission...but on her one year anniversary of her diagnosis, she was out of remission. The cancer was back.
I know that this is not a "greyhound" support group....but I feel like so many of you are family.
Today.....we are 2 whippets and 3 greys. We listened to Dolci when she told us she was tired of fighting. We helped her find peace this morning.
My heart is very sad. I know that when you have four-legged-furry friends, this is part of their story....yet I was so small that last time I lost a dog that I don't remember it. I will always have pets...yet I can now understand when people say that they can't have a pet because they are too hard to lose. This just sucks!
