Jinshallah

I have sad news from Surefire. I had to put down my Mom and Dad and my Jinshallah, who we called Gino, last week. He had always had a funny bump on his flank, and when I asked a vet a year ago what they thought it was, and they told me they thought it was his sternum, and I never thought twice about it. When my regular vet, Dr. Susan Johns, was in Florida in late February, I asked her what she thought it was, and she said if I wanted to know I should have it ultrasounded. I made an appointment with Dr. Carol Clark at Peterson and Smith. Come to find out from the ultrasound and now the necropsy, Gino had a tumor in his abdomen that was almost three feet long, two-and-a-half feet wide, and two feet deep. The biopsy results showed the tumor was cancerous. It was not attached to his intestines at all, so therefore he never had any digestive symptoms, but in hindsight, he was often grumpy about his right side. It’s amazing that he could jump and perform and never say no with that inside him. The last four days you could see where his belly had started to expand out and he was quite uncomfortable and spent a lot of time laying down. I felt like the only choice I had was to put him down.
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Gino was one of the most amazing athletes—a great mover and he could jump a house. Of course he was brave as a lion and as clever as a cat, he was the whole package.

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