My wife and belong to an Afghan Hound rescue group. We love the breed and have had several rescues. This is Spike. We have had him about 6 years, and in March this year, he was diagnosed with subcutaneous lymphoma, which is really rare in this breed, and is very aggressive. We did 5 rounds of chemotherapy (which he tolerated really well) It maybe gave him another 3 months, but within the last couple of weeks, he went downhill fast. We're not sure his age, but guess he must have been about 12 - 14.
He came to us in crazy circumstances, having been rescued a couple of year earlier by another woman in Indy who had a routine surgery herself that went horribly wrong and she ended up in a coma. Her husband was overwhelmed, and the dogs had to go. Spike was named 'Miles', but he didn't really respond to that name, so I called him 'Spike' as it was an ironic name for an elegant dog like him (more suited to a boxer or rotty!) and he took it straightaway.
Anyway, here's to you, old boy. We are going to miss you.
“If I remember how this worked, you’d put a side on, and then you’d go and have something to eat, and then you’d put another side on.” … Mick Jagger
