In September 2005, I took
Scarlett to have her yearly
shots and they drew blood for
her heartworm check. I
thought that they hit something
in her leg, but in December 2005
she was favoring her right front
leg even more and I felt it and
it seemed okay to me but I still
took her to have it checked
out. The doctor took x-rays and
brought them in to show me. It
was difficult for the doctor to
explain to me that she had
osteosarcoma. You could see the
missing bone in the x-ray. We
discussed amputation but I was
informed that once they are
diagnosed with it that it is too
late. They gave us a time frame
of around six months.
I
tried ordering supplements to
help prolong her life I even
considered the raw meat diet but
I had two other dogs. We did
give her canned food because it
was the only thing we could get
her to eat. One night she let
us know she was ready and we
took her to the vet the next
afternoon. You talk about
something very hard to do. She
usually loves going to the vet
but this time she didn't even
want to walk. By this time her
tumor went from the middle of
her chest down past her elbow.
Our vet is wonderful and she
discussed everything with me.
My husband couldn't come inside
but I couldn't leave her. In the
room they had a blanket down and
she immediately went and lay
down. The doctor gave her a
shot to relax and after a while
came back in to do the injection
and within moments she was
gone. She was so peaceful
laying there. My husband
finally was able to come in the
room and he thought she was just
sleeping until I told him that
she was gone. We had her
cremated and she is with us
everyday.
I
have another Rottweiler that is
a diabetic and gets insulin
shots twice daily, they even
said within a year he might be
blind. I love the breed and we
want another puppy but we have
not been able to bring ourselves
to getting one. I guess we have
been dealt a hand that we were
meant to handle and I wouldn't
trade either of them for
nothing.
On Scarlett's remains we have
her name the year she was born
and when she passed and I had
"Go Buc's" put on it because she
always wore a buccaneer collar
which is hanging in our truck
since the day we had her put to
sleep. She is always alive in
us and our lives.