Does anyone remember the talk about my dad’s dog, Ginger, who had a cancerous tumor in her mouth, and the vet was suggesting to my dad they remove part of her jaw to prolong her life? To give a quick reminder, it was January 2008. They did a biopsy, during which they removed as much of the lump as they could.
My dad, with input from my brother and me, decided he would wait-and-see. She was already ten years old (a good age for a Lab) and he didn’t want to disfigure her in a selfish attempt to prolong her life.
It’s coming in on two years since her little lumpectomy. They never cut off part of her jaw, and never needed to. The lump never came back. She’s turning 12 this week, and aside from a little arthritis and hearing loss, is doing pretty well.
Good girl. 🙂