Sadly the dog I thought would be my rock throughout treatment died suddenly 4 days before my 1st appointment with my MM specialist. I was already reeling from my cancer diagnosis, Bella's passing ripped my heart out.
I had two other dogs at the time. Harley my GSD-Lab mix & permanent foster (for 12-ish years) and Dexter an American Bull Dog mix. Interestingly four months before my cancer "adventure" Harley sniffed the location of my lesion for a solid two minutes. She had never done anything like that before or after that one occassion. At the time I thought, "The way things are going right now I probably have cancer". I should have followed that thought and seen my PCP. I'm not sure earlier detection would have changed anything. The lesion existed I was going to need treatment. Six weeks after coming home from my second SCT in October 2017 Harley also passed. I was so glad I had time alone with her (Dexter was being cared for by a niece). It was the first time in those 12+ years she and I got him spend time alone.
Since November 2017 it's been Dexter and I. It has been an adjustment for him being an only pooch, but I hope to adopt a sister for him late this summer. Dexter makes me laugh EVERYDAY. He's a big goofball. He doesn't understand what toys, especially balls, are for. On the very rare occasion he gets a toy out of the toy box I make sure to make a big deal out of it and play with him. It usually only lasts a minute or two, but I'm laughing or giggling the entire time.
We haven't taken many walks this winter, but I'm looking forward to doing so as the weather improves. He's such a silly soul I look forward to spending much more quality time (and training time) with him. He's 4 1/2 years old and half of his life I've been on my journey with multiple myeloma. I miss my girls every day, but Dexter turned out to be my rock. Love him like crazy!