I feel stupid for crying when I got Winter's official biopsy results. After all, I was the one who said immediately that this had to be Osteo. But I knew there was a 15% chance it was Chondrosarcoma, which has a much better survival rate. After fostering Winter for the last two weeks, that 15% became more and more important. Because here's the thing. This is a really awesome dog.
But there are no fairy tales here, and cancer sucks. The biopsy results have confirmed that Winter had Osteosarcoma in his leg. While his lungs looked clear in his pre-surgery x-ray, there are no guarantees. Those of us with Greyhounds know how Osteo goes. And as I may have mentioned, it sucks.
But that is for another day. Six months or two years or five years from now, we will most likely face this battle again. But for today, we are grateful. We are grateful that Winter is no longer in pain. We are grateful that his incision has healed with no signs of infection or other complications. We are grateful that he is up and hopping around and remembering that he just turned two years old.
We are grateful that he is busting through the baby gate and peeing in my kitchen if I don't come downstairs early enough in the morning . . . hmm, wait a minute. Oh, well. Yeah, we're even grateful for that.
Every day is a gift. And we are grateful.
P.S. The auction being held to fund Winter's amputation and other medical bills is ending this Saturday, March 21st. If you're interested in bidding, please join the auction group. You can also donate directly to Winter's care using the button below. Thank you to everyone who has helped us support Winter and please continue to keep him in your thoughts.