We didn't know what was wrong with Mayhem at the time other than he hit his leg really hard and had a huge knot that would not go away. The same thing happened to my Bubba about 3 years ago and it was cancer. Bubba was 6 at the time, so he had lived a while for such a large dog. He was about 5'7 when he was on 2 legs giving you a hug and weighed about 150lbs.
Mayhem is a great dane, he's only about a year and a half and he is huge and precious and I fell in love with him the day the guy sent me his pic when we were searching for great danes. He absolutely stole my heart and I loved him immediately. I will never forget his huge puppy paws the first day we got him. He may not be my dog, but I love him like he is. I love all my parents' pets as if they were my own.
After Christmas we took Mayhem in for x-rays to see what was going on, they said it looked like cancer. How can that be? He's just a baby. So they took a biopsy and we got the news recently that it is official. Cancer. Fuck you, cancer. You evil fucking bastard. I hate you. You've taken 2 aunts and 2 dogs and a cat that I loved.
My heart is absolutely broken. I can't handle this. I just want to cry and crawl into a hole, but I don't. I just love my furry ones and try to be strong for my parents. I don't want to be, but I try. So please, send positive thoughts/vibes/prayers for my family because we all feel as if we are losing a part of ourselves.