Nicknames: Baby Bird, Rosie, Robo, Rosita, Bean, Bear, Bird, Beast, Monkey, Angus, Mingus, Mingo--it's a miracle she even knows her name!
Birthday: February 6th 1998
Likes: Her people--especially her grandparents and uncle and her aunt Zuzu; rolling in warm laundry; The Office--U.K. version (oh wait, that's mommy); Karl Pilkington's voice; barking at other dogs from the safety of her car seat.
Pet-Peeves: Being left home alone.
Favorite Toy: Her treat-dispensing ball; shopping bags and soda cartons, which she will shred into tiny little pieces; anything that moves.
Favorite Food: Boiled chicken and rice--she has a sensitive tummy.
Best Tricks: Staring down the mice at Petco (see pic below); singing along with people; just generally impressing the world with her extraordinary cuteness and intelligence.
Arrival Story: She was three months old when she came home with me. She's the best thing that ever happened to me and I am so grateful she is in my life. Rosa's mom Nicky and dad Moishe (Mojo) are now on page 3 of her pup pals.
Bio: GREAT news! Rosie just had her 9-month check up with the veterinary oncologist and she is doing so well! The tumor hasn't recurred and apparently after the 9-month point the risk of recurrence becomes very low. PLEASE read Rosa's diary for the story of her cancer and how vaccinations may have caused it. Also, I added her post-surgery pictures to her DogsterPlus photobook (page 2) for anyone who is curious about the harm over-vaccination can do.
My sweetest girl,
I want you to know that you are always the best part of my life and the best thing that has ever happened to me. Your courage and strength, along with the joy you take in the littlest things, inspire me and everyone who knows you. I remember seeing you for the first time--you were the cutest puppy the world has ever known! Your beautiful face and your little puppy wiggle and your play-hard-lick-harder sensibility were too much to resist! I remember when you lost your first puppy tooth while playing tug with Grandma. I remember sitting at work thinking about all the blessed time I was missing with you and then finally working out a way so we could be together during the day. I remember when you discovered squirrels and bubbles and racquet balls. I remember how you got your human uncle to lay down on the floor after the two of you first met so you could inspect him from head to toe! I remember getting the call late at night after your bad biopsy results came back and you kissed me while I cried. I remember the next day, waiting hours at the animal hospital for a few minutes with the oncologist while you delighted everyone by "chasing" the fish in the aquarium. I remember visiting hours after your surgery, when I walked in to see you and you were sitting up in your kennel, surveying the room and smiling even though you must have been in so much pain. And of course I remember the waiting and hoping and praying until we finally were told that the tumor was completely gone.
Your beautiful, expressive little face, your bright brown eyes and adorable doggie grin--all of these are windows to the wonderful, indomitable Rosa spirit. Each night I go sleep thinking I couldn't possibly love you any more than I already do, and every morning I wake up to discover I was wrong! You constantly amaze me with you courage, strength, intelligence, and extraordinary cuteness. You have made my life, and I am so fortunate to be able to share yours. I love you more than I can put into words, sweet pea.
Love forever and ever,
For people with adult dogs, please PLEASE consider carefully whether you vaccinate them. These vaccinations are poison, and are probably completely unnecessary for fully grown dogs that were vaccinated as puppies.
Rosa was diagnosed with a mast cell tumor in July 2005, in the exact spot where she was given her DHLPP vaccine two months earlier. Fortunately, we caught the tumor at a very early stage (stage 0, grade 1, meaning it was completely contained in the skin and had not spread) but poor Rosie had to undergo a very serious surgery and lots of nasty tests--including the buffy coat smear, which involves sticking a needle into the bone marrow--before we got to that point. My dog means everything to me and I only wanted to do what was right for her, and I thought vaccinating was right because that's what vets recommend. But I have since learned that tumors of all kinds are associated with vaccinations, and I firmly believe that the vaccine caused her tumor. I was also shocked to learn that many vets (including ours) don't vaccinate their own dogs after the dogs reach adulthood. Please visit here for an overview of vaccinosis in dogs, and here for more comprehensive information (thanks to our friend Jack and his mom Leila for this great link!). And please check out our dogster group, Concerned Owners for Vaccination Education, where you can ask questions about vaccine-related issues.