So ontop of this dizzying frantic schedule, we got news last Tuesday that has devastated us. Our four year old dog has been diagnosed with Mast Cell Tumors. We won't know the grade of cancer we are dealing or his probable prognosis with until he has them removed and biopsied. For now they are telling us that they don't appear to be aggressive. We are hoping to get by with just having them removed. At this point it is all just a wait and see. One of the tumors, though small, is going to be especially hard to remove due to its location on his leg.
His surgery was originally scheduled for the 26th. We decided to get a second opinion however (hoping to find a vet a little more knowledgeable on this time of cancer). He is going on the 25th to see a new vet (our phone consultation with this vet went really well so we feel good going to him). He may be able to have surgery that same day...which is what we are hoping for!
He really is an amazing dog, and my husband's shadow. We adopted him at four months old. Even though the poor guy's first four months of life where really rough, you'd never know it now. We watched this meek little unsure and indifferent little puppy turn into the bright, happy go lucky, true companion and cuddle bug that he is today.
Please keep Tucker in your thoughts, we haven't had nearly enough time with this dog. We are not ready to let him go.

