My sweet Eddie is barely middle age for a greyhound but he has been diagnosed with a fast growing bone cancer in his leg. If we had many thousands of dollars to spend and were willign to put him through a year of hell they could amputate his leg and do chemo, but this type of cancer almost always comes back within a year or two. We've elected to just treat his pain untll life isn't fun for him anymore, prrobably a month or two at the most. Right now he is pretty happy with excellent pain meds and far, far more treats than he's ever gotten before. Stealing the chickens treats. Scritchin' an itch Is this burger really for me?! Are you sure?