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My mom says I'm her Special Kid. She adopted me
in February 1995 when I was only six months old. When
Mom filled out the forms the first time she took me to see my
oncologist she wrote "Shepherd/Lab/Heinz-57/HappyDog".
I'm a very happy dog!
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I got cancer that was diagnosed in early April 2001. I had to have
surgery three times in two weeks. When the stitches finally came
out Mom took me to see a special doctor. Then I had lots of radiation
and chemotherapy. Mom still gives me pills (bleah!!!), but she hardly
ever takes me to see the doctor any more.
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When I'm at the doctor I get to sniff around and do tricks and eat
treats (yumm!!!), but they don't poke me with needles or do unnatural
things to my butt anymore (yeah!!!). I keep hearing people say "She
was supposed to be dead last March." I wonder who they're talking about?
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I finally left for Doggie Heaven in early March 2003. My mom sure
misses me a lot. I wish she could stop crying all the time.
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