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It is with a heavy heart that I am posting today. Our beautiful little boxer mix 56 is gone.

About 5 weeks ago one of her nipples seemed to be inflamed. It seemed harmless at first but got worse quickly and eventually was diagnosed as breast cancer, terminal. On Monday the main tumor was supposed to be removed but the surgery was called off because the cancer had already spread too far and she was no longer strong enough to make the surgery viable and recovery probable.

She stopped eating food 2 days ago and yesterday her breathing became bad. It became clear that pain management was starting to fail so today we took her to VCA to do what needed to be done at this point.
She died peacefully and quickly.

We found her starved near death at the roadside 10 years ago on a Saturday, we never intended to keep her but our local Animal Control said they would not come until Monday so we just took her home to keep her from getting hit by a car. Our other 3 dogs immediately liked and accepted her. We fed her and she plopped down and breathed a huge sigh of happy relief. That was it. She was ours. Since we found her at the side of route 56 that became her name.

We did our due diligence, of course and had her checked for chips and ran searches for missing dogs. We never did find out where she came from and what her history might have been.

She was a happy crazy dog that would bark at anything that moved outside (until her hearing went, that is). She was a car and people chaser so we always had to led her out on a leash beside the fact that in reality she really was all bark and no bite.

Timid at first it took her a year until she discovered the delights of sleeping on a couch but once she did she spent much time lounging on it, eventually making it pretty much her couch.

RIP, 56.
 
Sorry for your loss
 
Sorry to hear that. They never live long enough.
 
Sorry for your loss, it's never easy. I liked your post for the story, not your loss.
 
Saddened to hear that, OP.

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My mother, nearing 80, had to make that call for her chihuahua last week - 18 years old.
 
Sorry for your loss.
It's hard losing a family member
 
@Stogies , so sorry for your loss. 56 has left you with some wonderful memories.
 
Her work here is done. She's out of pain and waiting to greet you across the Rainbow Bridge.
 
Sorry for your loss. I'm sure 56 knew you loved her.
 
Sorry for your loss, it’s never easy. Their lives are long enough to become a fixture in yours and then all too short at the same time.
 
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I’m so sorry. I just went through this myself a few weeks ago. It will get easier.
 
It is with a heavy heart that I am posting today. Our beautiful little boxer mix 56 is gone.

About 5 weeks ago one of her nipples seemed to be inflamed. It seemed harmless at first but got worse quickly and eventually was diagnosed as breast cancer, terminal. On Monday the main tumor was supposed to be removed but the surgery was called off because the cancer had already spread too far and she was no longer strong enough to make the surgery viable and recovery probable.

She stopped eating food 2 days ago and yesterday her breathing became bad. It became clear that pain management was starting to fail so today we took her to VCA to do what needed to be done at this point.
She died peacefully and quickly.

We found her starved near death at the roadside 10 years ago on a Saturday, we never intended to keep her but our local Animal Control said they would not come until Monday so we just took her home to keep her from getting hit by a car. Our other 3 dogs immediately liked and accepted her. We fed her and she plopped down and breathed a huge sigh of happy relief. That was it. She was ours. Since we found her at the side of route 56 that became her name.

We did our due diligence, of course and had her checked for chips and ran searches for missing dogs. We never did find out where she came from and what her history might have been.

She was a happy crazy dog that would bark at anything that moved outside (until her hearing went, that is). She was a car and people chaser so we always had to led her out on a leash beside the fact that in reality she really was all bark and no bite.

Timid at first it took her a year until she discovered the delights of sleeping on a couch but once she did she spent much time lounging on it, eventually making it pretty much her couch.

RIP, 56.
Damn good life for that pup. I am truly sorry it was her time.
 
Sorry for your loss. I hate reading these threads because I know that it will be my turn soon enough with my two dogs.
 
Thank you all. It was not my intent to sadden anyone, just to share her story and treasure it by doing so.
 
Very sorry to hear. It’s hard to do, but must be done. It’s a true love. You did the right thing. She will be waiting for you.
 
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