Jake came home from the breeders 8 years ago today, the night before 9/11. He was the last one in his litter to be picked up and didn’t want to leave his mom, Sentara. On the drive home, he was so scared that he barfed up his dinner on me. Good thing he was sitting on a towel. Here’s another old puppy pic I found.
This week, he saw his oncologists at the CSU Animal Cancer Center for restaging. The official diagnosis: RESOLUTION OF TUMORS! They said the leg looked great. His lymph node has decreased in size. The ultrasound showed the growth on his spleen is gone. The chest x-rays are clean. He’ll continue the chemo every 5 – 6 weeks indefinitely but it appears that we’ve beaten the cancer for awhile.