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I say this next part having a mom who's had cancer. It's environmental. Your dog is absorbing it from somewhere, likely his food. As people I'd also say that's the first place to look, although RF radiation, water, air quality all play a part.
WHO
GIVES
A
FUCK?
seriously.
richwicks says
You never had a dog or if you did, you were a pretty poor owner
Where the FUCK do you get that shit?
Out of your ass, that's where.
WHO
GIVES
A
FUCK?
seriously.
richwicks says
I did dog rescue for over a decade. I have seen some pretty horrible results of shitty owners.
SO
FUCKING
WHAT?
What is this guy’s motivation to post here but never respond or interact with his readers lol
Mark Twain described it well, "If you pick up a starving dog and make him prosperous, he will not bite you. This is the principal difference between a dog and a man." What's great about them, is they will never betray you, if you never betray them, and that's simple to do, it's natural to do.
richwicks says
Mark Twain described it well, "If you pick up a starving dog and make him prosperous, he will not bite you. This is the principal difference between a dog and a man." What's great about them, is they will never betray you, if you never betray them, and that's simple to do, it's natural to do.
My favorite Mark Twain quote is somewhat related, "Outside of a dog, a book is man's best friend. Inside a dog, it's too hard to read."
Some years ago, I had gone to the funerals of two incredible professional women (the mayor of Millbrae, California, and one of Elena's doctor colleagues) who had never smoked but both died of lung cancer in their mid-50s. I got a shocking diagnosis. A small growth was detected in the lower part of one of my lungs. A Pulmonologist made the diagnosis that there was a 90%+ chance that it was malignant. I was face to face with my mortality. I was going to die in my mid-60s. I would follow in my father's footsteps. I would die due to lung problems.
Elena spent 16 years as a cancer doctor in Argentina. She looked at my CT scans of the growth on my lung. She saw no sparkling speckles around the growth. She told me that most likely the growth was not malignant.
A treatment regime was initiated. Every six months I would go in for a CT scan of the growth. The goal was to see if the growth got larger. In two years, the growth did not get larger. My life was not going to end due to lung cancer.
With Alfred, Elena came up with the idea of using radiation therapy to lengthen Alfred's life while providing a good quality of life for him. There is some hope!