Hi, it's Buster and I'm 14 today! There was a time we didn't think I'd see nine, never mind 14. You see, when I was eight, I was diagnosed with osteosarcoma. I had a big tumor on my ribcage, an odd place to get osteosarcoma. But my humans sacrificed everything to save my life. I'm pretty darned lucky, too, because that location was a tough spot. After surgery and chemotherapy we waited and watched. And here I am, four years later, just as spunky and loving as ever! One strange thing: After chemotherapy, I did lose some of my beautiful white coat. And it grew back in an apricot color!
Happy Birthday, Bussie! We love you! xoxoxox {hugs} little fella!
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Coming home from my surgery. They removed a tumor from my ribcage
and I had a cast that looked like a gentleman's vest! |
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| Dontcha think I look like an angel? Fooled ya! |
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| Are you looking at me? Yer makin' me blush! |
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| HELP! I'm stuck! |
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| Haha! Just pullin' yer leg! |
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| Looking cute at the vet's for one of my checkups. |
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| Being the zombie hunter I was born to be! |
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Nothing keeps Buster from protecting us from The Zombies!
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