The photos here are disturbing... very disturbing. This was Tyson when Rosanna first picked him up from the THS. Despite valiant efforts at the shelter and the best of vet care, his health was deteriorating by the day. Rosanna was called and despite the promised heartbreak, agreed to take him for his final days. It was almost a fluke that she, in desperation at the pitiful state of this poor dog, she finally found someone who was willing to see him at the Animal Cancer Centre at the University of Guelph.
As noted earlier, there is no "cure" for Tyson - what there is is a chance (no promises) for him to live a little longer with a quality of life he has never actually experienced. A chance to learn that life can exist without pain, that grass is wonderful to roll on, a ball is a magical thing to catch. Tyson has been offered a chance to know that life is more than pain and suffering, more than an exhausted body and the long, dark of nights fraught with resignation and despair.
This is Tyson after just ONE round of chemotherapy...
Tell me miracles don't happen.
http://www.indiegogo.com/projects/help-tyson-a-shelter-puppy-get-chemotherapy
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