That’s perfect, Sally!

One of my more amazing memories: Rocky’s first night home (three years ago tonight) he brought his tennis ball over to me and dropped it with that “throw it!” look on his face. 

He had just had major surgery but still wanted to play ball. Unreal. 

Sad news. 

One of my parents dogs, Tigger, was diagnosed with cancer today. He supposedly only has a few months left, although he isn’t showing any symptoms. They’re waiting on the pathology report to find out exactly what he has. 

My parents have gone through a lot with their other dog’s (Ripple) eye issues and then this hit out of nowhere. 

**** cancer. 

Here's a pic of (from left) Ripple, Tigger and Rocky with my niece from a few years ago. We had ordered takeout and they're all watching the delivery guy at the front door. 

They were kind of like the three amigos since they were all Cocker Spaniels within two years of age of each other. Baxter gets along fine with Ripple and Tigger, but he doesn't seem to fit in quite like Rocky did. 

My parents got Tigger from a Cocker Spaniel rescue group. Fourteen months after they got him, the rescue group asked my parents for help fostering another homeless Cocker. They agreed, and I eventually adopted the foster dog. So if not for Tigger, Rocky and I never would have found each other. 

The groomer found a mass near his belly a couple of weeks ago. It was biopsied and CT scanned today. It looks to be pretty aggressive. They're waiting on the pathology to come back to determine exactly what type of cancer it is, but the specialist was confident enough to say it's definitely cancer and the outlook isn't good. But we'll see. 

He would need some pretty radical surgery to get at the mass, so I think my parents have ruled that out. They'll wait to see exactly what it is before determining the next step as far as chemo or radiation. 

Thanks for the well wishes, I've passed them on to my parents.