Things started off last night with a call from my guitar player /singer, letting me know his 24 year old fiance has just been diagnosed with cancer, and will have to have a historectomy as a result. Luckily, she just gave birth to her first (and now only) baby about 5 months ago. Not much more will be known until she gets back from the doctor today, and a few days pass for test results, but none the less....what a horrible thing for anyone to go through, especially someone so young! As a sidemarker of a ****ty day for them, their only running vehicle blew a head gasket on their way home from their horrible news. Onto today, this story has a bit of a past with it, so I will try to be brief. When I (finally) moved from my parents home for good six years ago, I bought a golden retriever puppy. She has been my best bud for the last 6 years. Women have come and gone, and I've gone through a lot in those 6 years, but never once has a day gone by when she wasn't happy to see me. A little over a year ago, I noticed a lump on her side near her back leg, and took her to the vet. When I got there, I noticed my normal vet wasn't there, and was told he no longer worked there. The newbie took a sample, and sent it off for biopsy. He said the results were negative, and not to worry about it. He then gave his opinion that it looked to him like trauma, and suggested that either I, or someone else kicked her. THAT pissed me off, and we found a new place to go. So some time goes by, and this lump has gotten huge. I take her to the new vet, and theyrun $300 worth of stupid tests, x-rays, and other worthless things that amounted to nothing but a waste. My guitar player (as noted above) has a friend he has known his whole life, and owns a vet clinic. HE gave them a call, and got me set up to take her in this morning. They decided to go ahead, and open her up today, to see what they could find out. I just got the call back from them, and was told she has a large, fibrous, tumor, that cannot be removed, and he said he was 99% certain it was definitely cancerous. He told me on the phone, that there was "no way" they actually did the biopsy they charged me $300 for, and if they actually did do the biopsy, they didn't get a sample of the tumor!!! The new vet sent a sample off to OSU for a biopsy to be certain, but unfortunately it is too late to do anything to save her. I have to leave now to go pick her up, and I it is going to be mega tough watching my buddy go downhill. Although she hasn't been as active as she used to be, she is still in pretty good general health, and is pretty happy. I want her to be around as long as she can, without being miserable. This is going to be tough. It angers me to no end that I tried to take care of this situation when it was first noticed, but was more or less accused of kicking her. Add to the fact, it doesn't sound like he even took the biopsy, even though they claimed they did, and charged dearly for it. I wish I could either sue their pants off, or go break the guys nose, but unfortunately I can't see a suit being worthwhile, since the courts won't see any value in a dog, and obviously violence is never a good answer either. Thanks for listening.