After nearly 12 years, my faithful Rottweiler has been diagnosed with bone cancer in her front forearm. It's powerful and aggressive, making her mobility limited, but her spirits are still good. This morning she woke up with pain and by 7am was continually licking her leg in attempts to find relief. I created a sling, wrapped it around her chest and helped her to half-walk and be half-carried out the front door to pee. She was tired after walking through the house, and ready to lay down again. Back in the house I prepared some weinies full of both pain medications, some white rice (to settle her stomach) and a bit of her kibble for breakfast. She gobbled it all down, drank a lot of water, and settled in.
She started to get excited and sassy after the pain meds kicked in and though still sore, was ready to play. Its really too bad her body doesn't keep up with her spirits. I don't think I can wait til her spirit breaks to put her down. Somehow, I think that would be meaner than keeping her around. She still has energy, she just doesn't have the stamina to back it up. The sight of our cats excites her, she loves all friends whether they have 2 legs or 4, and while she wants to play, they want nothing to do with her and have removed themselves to the rear bedroom of the house coming out only to eat, drink and use the litter box.
Her rear legs show the effects of her ACL surgeries. They are slightly twisted as is her front right foot as they try to compensate for the pain in the left leg. It's obvious she's putting a lot of pressure on her other limbs to move around and seeing her in pain is heartbreaking.
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