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Likes: Wrestling with Cosmo anytime he's awake, car rides and walks, playfully chasing our cats, mud puddles, pretending he isn't tearing up the lawn as we approach him
Pet-Peeves: Not being allowed to eat the cat poop, those "scary" reflections from the tv on the patio door
Favorite Toy: Cosmo, tug ropes, things he's not suppose to play with
Favorite Food: No-salt canned green beans with his kibble, Dingo bones
Favorite Walk: Neighborhood public park and dog park so he can see people, dogs, and collect tennis balls! We have dozens that he's brought home since there is a tennis court at our neighborhood park
Best Tricks: When Quincy was in his first puppy school class, we were asked to teach our pups a trick for graduation day. I taught Quincy how to "play piano" wearing his graduation cap and gown. He was a riot and the whole class gave him a standing ovation!
Arrival Story: In September of 2003, we said goodbye to Butch, who helped us raise Cosmo. No dog could replace him, but we felt a big void since Butch had been with us as long as we'd been married. We found Sherwood Goldens, a reputable breeder in San Francisco who owns a home that is full of wonderful Goldens of different ages. We just wanted to have more history this time on the health and temperament of our new addition to our family. We weren't necessarily trying to find an existing litter but maybe a puppy we'd bring home in the Spring of 2004. Coincidentally, this breeder was expecting a litter at the end of January, 2004, so that meant they would be ready to go to their new homes in March, 2004. So, we went through the screening process and were ecstatic when we were offered a puppy from this litter and had a great time preparing for the new baby. Precious puppy visits were made almost every week until we brought our Quincy boy home at eight weeks of age. The first day we brought him home he joyfully ran up to Cosmo as soon as he saw him, knowing he had a new big friend, and snuggled with him as much as he could!
Bio: Quincy was one of four boys in the litter (sadly, his little sister did not make it). We met his parents, grandparents, and other relatives. He really had a great time going to puppy classes and posed like a proud little graduate in his outfit! Though Quincy can be a handful at times, he is really sweet, happy, friendly, and loveable! It is so hard to be mad at him for any length of time, especially when he gives us "that" look when he's done something naughty! He has the true Golden spirit and we love him to pieces!!
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UPDATE: Quincy was diagnosed with high grade multicentric lymphoma
(B-cell type) in September, 2009. He is being treated using the University of
Wisconsin-Madison Lymphoma Protocol
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Forums Motto: To Know Me is to Love Me
I used the gift card I won from the Coolest contest to help bring home the bacon! It's a pink pig squeaker mat and I just added a picture of me playing with it. I also got a new toy box for all the tennis balls I've collected during my walkies!
I'm a member of FooPets, and yesterday my pals Doo and Austin caught me over there playing a cat arcade game. Oh..the shame. But, it was actually really cool to get a message from them.
I played really hard with my pal Casey at the dog park yesterday. We were taking turns showing each other our teeth and mounting on each other trying to be boss! At one point we were the only two dogs there and the next two dogs that came were Golden Retrievers, so there were four of us! The BIG difference was, they were so lean and me and Casey are, well, not lean.
I'll be going for treatment Friday, so I'll tell you all about it afterwards and what they say about my fur and stuff. I look like I'm wearing some Ugg Boots!
Well, pals, it looks like I've lost some of my gorgeous tail feathers. but my tail still works! The insides of my back legs are kinda bare too and look like I got a bad haircut. It's more like thinning than fur falling out. The rest of my body looks okay.
Somehow, both my parents ended up calling Dr. Shaw today. Mom talked to one of his nurses and Dad talked to Dr. Shaw. They both thought it was possible that the cause is from the chemo but not the new antibiotic I'm taking. We could go and see my regular vet or wait until my appointment next Friday for them to make an assessment. We decided to wait until next week., since I'm not itching nor acting any different.
I forgot to tell you that I've had to cut back on eating my homemade cookies too because I gained a couple of those pounds I lost! Bummer.
I hope I don't lose any more fur, and really shouldn't, but we'll figure out what caused it.
Today I did NOT want to go into the hospital for my treatment. Dad had to walk inside the building first and encourage me to follow him, so I decided I didn't feel like playing tug-o-war and went in. And I was the happiest boy when he came back to take me home!
I received Vincristine today even though my white blood cell count was mildly low. The cyst I talked about also refilled with blood but they said we don't have to think about removing it unless it gets bigger.
I have to take a new pill called Trimethoprin, which is an antibiotic to prevent infection, along with Metoclopramide (for nausea and vomiting) and Metronidazole (for when my poop decides to run loose). We regularly stock the last two.
My appointment day will now be every other Friday instead of Thursday! Dr. Shaw is now going to another practice on Thursdays. We had an option to switch doctors but Fridays are one of my Dad's off days as well, so we'll switch.
I am doing good. I enjoy my toys, my walks, my dog park pals, food, and my rawhides, which I collect and carry around the house. And I love my pals here who have been supporting me. My tail wags hard---just ask the cats because they get slapped in the face with it alot, and they slap it back!
I think my parents will always have some worry about this whole thing, but they are just glad I am still around and so am I.
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