A common thing I have noticed is people often wonder if they made the right decision for an amputation.  I don't think I have read anyone regretting it but thought it would be interesting to see if anyone has.  Anyone?  

I will be the first to say "no regrets".

Absolutely not. Our life after ampuation was short with Wrigley- only 3 months, but as I have said  before it was the best 3 months of her life.

Certainly no regrets here.  Koda is 4 weeks post amputation tomorrow and he is doing really well.  I think we have been very lucky as Koda did really well during his recovery too, but all dogs are different.  All I knew is that I had to remove the pain and I couldn't bare to see him limp any longer and had read and heard how well dogs can do on 3 legs, so that helped make our decision easier.   

Absolutely none. I have to admit that I still have a hard time admitting that I "willingly" agreed to remove Cherry's left fore leg. However, willingly is not the correct term since we all agreed to the amputation under great duress. During a recent visit with my breeder, I admitted to this difficulty. Boy did I get an ear full as she told me off. As she said, I not only gave Cherry her life back, but that I returned her to a very high quality of life. She does not just live, but rather she enjoys her life. She has fought very hard because of the quality of life that she now enjoys.

I tip my hat to each and every one who has made this difficult decision, to the dedication to your companion, to the love that you share, and to the willingness to fight this very tough battle along this very difficult journey. Shortly after Cherry's diagnosis, two more received the same diagnosis but were either incapable or unable to choose this journey. Neither were here months after this diagnosis while we celebrate nine months post amputation next week.

Regrets – only that this was the hand we were delt, but not on how we played it.

Bob & Cherry

No regrets here.  On the 26th, we'll have 7 months that we wouldn't have had without amputating–I wake up each morning thankful for the time with my hero. He also seems to enjoy his life.

No regrets here… although I must admit the day we picked him up I had a regret and had no idea how I was going to handle it.  But as soon as we got him in the car and got him home, those thoughts quickly passed.

I'd do it again in a heartbeat if I needed to, but it was all Smokey.  He's the tough one.  He's the fighter!

When we first found out about the cancer, I suppose we were different than most in the fact that we immediately requested amputation.  Our doctors were good to give us all our options including limb sparing surgery for which Jack was a candidate, but amputation was the only way to get rid of all cancer cells in his leg, which would have been left behind had we kept his leg.  I think the day we dropped him off for surgery was the only day where we had some aprehension (not that we were doing the right thing, but rather that he would come through OK), but once we got him home, we have at zero regrets whatsoever.  I even got excited because it felt like we were bringing home a new puppy (I know!  Crazy, right?).