Brody

Brody was just shy of his 3rd birthday when he was diagnosed with lymphatic colon cancer. He was healthy happy go lucky Golden Retriever puppy who helped me train for a 1/2 marathon. On a Sunday, we ran 6 miles, on Tuesday he got sick and Thursday he had exploratory surgery where they found his tumor. I chose chemo only because it could possibly expand his life for 3-4 months. I was in complete shock but his fate had other plans, he died 4 weeks later after two treatments of chemo. He had just turned 3 year old the week before. He wagged his tail right up until the end. It's been two years and I miss him every day. Look at his picture, how could you not? He loved me unconditional and I loved him the same. I have been blessed over the years to have some wonderful dogs in my life but there will never be another Brody. Because of the unconditional love that Brody gave me, I presently have 3 dogs all rescues who I love and adore one in particular, I fostered a few months after I lost Brody. Needless to say, I failed as a "foster Mom" but gain a gift called, Gracie. I help at rescue, I do a better job at fostering dogs and I do it all for my Brody....For the Love of Brody!