Rescue Pets are amazing animals. I have a simuliar story about my rescue cat when I found out I needed a pacemaker put in. No need to go into details but I realized she was trying to me after I had it put in and she stopped trying help me regulate my heartbeat.
18's Richard H. On Thursday, May 8, 2014 7:45:48 PM UTC-5, wa2yyx wrote: > > Hi Millie and everyone else, > > Just so you know I had all of my tests this morning and am now resting > at home. It really took a lot out of me but I am still doing as well > as can be. My heart is still doing what it is supposed to and although > they removed ten polyps from my colon the doctor will be sending them > off for pathology but said that she thinks everything looked good. > Hopefully she will be right. > > Millie I read about the dog Lucky and it brought back memories to me. > I had an adorabile dog named Sniffer. She had the face of a baby > raccoon, and would follow me where ever I went. She was like velcros > sticking to my leg whenever I would walk her. She and I were extreamly > attatched. > > I had adopted her from some obusive people when she was only nine > months old. As soon as I opened my car door she ran in as fast as a > lightening strike. She was mine and I was hers for the next fifteen > years. > > When I had to get my bone marrow transplant I was gone for over seven > months and she would cry most of the time. She knew something was > wrong but didn't know where I had gone. > > So, after all of these month of being away from my home, when I > finally got back home she was not allowed to stay near me because I > had a very low immune system. I even had to have my own bath > facilities and a whole bunch of other things that would not be able to > infect me. > > This had gone on for several more months and when I was finally able > to have my immune system working again, I still had to ware a mask and > gloves. So I slowly went over to her and spoke in a very gentile > voice. She at first was afraid to come over to me, and would run and > hide under the bed. > > I then came to find out that since I had the bone marrow transplant my > scent had changed and since I had the mask on she didn't recognise me. > it took another couple of weeks for her recognise me and once she did > then she was velcrose again. > > After she died, my heart was broken, and I looked for another dog for > almost two years. Shelly and I would visit shelters every weekend and > nothing... Funny how things work out. A friend of mine by the name of > Jay (he is in my book) he had cancer and I would always spend time > with him when his wife was at work. > > Well one day there is a stray german sheppard sitting across from his > house. She was filthy and smelled from gasoline. She had a bad cut on > the back of her rear leg with dried blood on it. Everytime I tried to > approach her she would show her teeth to me and growl. > > She was about twenty five feet from me so I got down on my knees, > clasped my hands into a cup like shape and gently started speaking to > her. It took about fifteen minutes before she would come to me, and > when she did she just put her snoot right into my hands. I mean this > dog could have really hurt me if she wanted to but she was very gentle > with me. > > I took her right to my vet who had to put a muzzle on her and he > cleaned and dressed her wound then had her cleaned up. He also warned > me that since I had small children it wouldn't be a good idea to bring > her home with me. > > It seemed that she immeadiately bonded with me because as soon as the > vet removed the muzzle from her she came right over to me and started > to gently howl to me. He was simply amaized at what he saw. So, I know > that animals have this sort of sense of who we are. > > I brought her home with me and introduced both of my young children > and wife to her. We had her for 12 years and she was very protective > of my wife and children. If anyone ever would try to harm any of us > then she would have given her life to protect us and as it happened > she did protect our home. The burglar almost lost his legs after she > attacked him. If we were home at the time she would have probably > killed him. > > So, what does this all have to do with Leukemia? Well, my first dog > Sniffer would always come over to me and would smell me at my right > hip. I was kind of taken back by her behavior because I didn't know > what to make of it??? > > I later found out and then associated it. Several weeks later my right > hip started to swell up and it was really hurting me very much. It got > so bad that I went to a doctor who failed to take a simple CBC blood > test but rather gave me pain killers and an anti inflamatory. Had he > taken the blood test it would have come back with a huge white blood > cell count. > > I went home but the pain got much worse and my hip was now twice the > size it should have been. My wife Shelly was in our home in > Pennsylvania because I had to work and she was off for the summer, and > I would come up on the weekends. > > At about three am I felt as if I were dying so I called my friend to > take me to the hospital. I didn't want to call 911 because we lived in > a duplex and I wasn't able to climb down the stairs to be able to open > the door so they would have probably have to break it down, while my > friend had the keys. > > And that is how my Leukemia started. Now if I had only known what my > dog Sniffer was doing by smelling my right hip? Animals, especially > dogs have this uncanny sense that we just can't understand because we > speak "different languages" I guess that in her own way she was > telling me that something was wrong, it was I that just didn't > understand what she was trying to tell me. > > 18's, > > Marty > > > > On Wed, May 7, 2014 at 10:47 PM, houtz <[email protected] <javascript:>> > wrote: > > Thought this was worth sharing. When I first got Cancer my little > dachshund wouldn't leave my side, and when I was in the hospital, she'd cry > her heart out when I came home. I believe that they sense things better > then people do...Love to all, Millie > > > > > > > > > > > > This really is a great story! > > [image: cid:39699F9DDE2E4740963F588FF14D329A@FranPC] > > *Lucky Dog.... * > > > > Anyone who has pets will really like this. You'll like it even if you > > don't and you may even decide you need one! > > Mary and her husband Jim had a dog named 'Lucky.' Lucky was a real > > character. > > Whenever Mary and Jim had company come for a weekend visit they would > warn > > their friends to not leave their luggage open because Lucky would help > > himself to whatever struck his fancy. Inevitably, someone would > forget > > and something would come up missing. > > > > > > > > > > > > [image: cid:7F5E61FCF1C74CE1A4018C72CE4D93FB@FranPC][image: > > cid:DC0BD295928B4651B7D480B00FC2F881@FranPC] > > Mary or Jim would go to Lucky's toy box in the basement and there the > > treasure would be, amid all of Lucky's other favorite toys. Lucky > > always stashed his finds in his toy box and he was very particular that > his > > toys stay in the box. > > It happened that Mary found out she had breast cancer. Something told > > her she was going to die of this disease......in fact; she was just > sure > > it was fatal. > > She scheduled the double mastectomy, fear riding her shoulders. The > > night before she was to go to the hospital she cuddled with Lucky. A > > thought struck her....what would happen to Lucky? Although the > > three-year-old dog liked Jim, he was Mary's dog through and through. > > If I die, Lucky will be abandoned, Mary thought. He won't understand > that > > I didn't want to leave him! The thought made her sadder than thinking > of > > her own death. > > > > The double mastectomy was harder on Mary than her doctors had > anticipated > > and Mary was hospitalized for over two weeks. Jim took Lucky for his > > evening walk faithfully, but the little dog just drooped, whining and > > miserable. > > Finally the day came for Mary to leave the hospital. When she arrived > > home, Mary was so exhausted she couldn't even make it up the steps to > her > > bedroom. Jim made his wife comfortable on the couch and left her to > nap. > > Lucky stood watching Mary but he didn't come to her when she called.. > It > > made Mary sad but sleep soon overcame her and she dozed. > > > > When Mary woke for a second she couldn't understand what was wrong. > She > > couldn't move her head and her body felt heavy and hot. But panic soon > > gave way to laughter when Mary realized the problem. She was covered, > > literally blanketed, with every treasure Lucky owned! > > While she had slept, the sorrowing dog had made trip after trip to the > > basement bringing his beloved mistress all his favorite things in life. > > *He had covered her with his love.* > > Mary forgot about dying. Instead she and Lucky began living again, > > walking further and further together every day. It's been 12 years now > > and Mary is still cancer-free. Lucky. He still steals treasures and > > stashes them in his toy box but Mary remains his greatest treasure. > > > > > > > > [image: cid:C705D58F084C427A8B925699F537DC71@FranPC] > > Remember.....live every day to the fullest. Each minute is a blessing > from > > God. And never forget....the people who make a difference in our lives > are > > not the ones with the most credentials, the most money, or the most > > awards. They are the ones that care for us. > > > > If you see someone without a smile today give them one of yours! Live > > simply. Love seriously. Care deeply. Speak kindly. Leave the rest > to > > God. > > *A small request* > > > > All you are asked to do is keep this circulating. > > *Dear God, I pray for the cure of cancer.* > > *Amen* > > > > All you are asked to do is keep this circulating, even if it is only to > one > > more person, in memory of anyone you know that has been struck down by > > cancer or is still fighting their battle. > > > > [image: cid:7C648867D9824FC6BBF2FD936F5E39BB@FranPC] > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > <http://www.avast.com/> > > This email is free from viruses and malware because avast! > > Antivirus<http://www.avast.com/>protection is active. > > > > -- > > -- > > [CMLHope] > > A support group of http://cmlhope.com > > ------------------------------------------------- > > > > You received this message because you are subscribed to the Google > Groups "CMLHope" group. > > To post to this group, send email to [email protected]<javascript:> > > To unsubscribe from this group, send email to > [email protected] <javascript:> > > For more options, visit this group at > http://groups.google.com/group/CMLHope > > --- > > You received this message because you are subscribed to the Google > Groups "CMLHope" group. > > To unsubscribe from this group and stop receiving emails from it, send > an email to [email protected] <javascript:>. > > For more options, visit https://groups.google.com/d/optout. > -- -- [CMLHope] A support group of http://cmlhope.com ------------------------------------------------- You received this message because you are subscribed to the Google Groups "CMLHope" group. 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