Poor River can barely walk, dragging his back legs and wobbly when he tries to. Starving in this heartless town where people looked on to a suffering animal and did nothing for what appears to be several years.
We were notified by a friend he was going to be killed. There was a temporary foster facility who would board him free of charge but after seeing the extent of his condition Kibblez Of Love knows what this boy needs is Love.
On Sunday we put out a plea for a wheelchair because River was having such a hard time holding up his back legs and he wants to walk! We picked up 2 and are using the one that works best for him. The owner of All Dog Boots generously donated a pair of walking boots because when he walks even in the wheelchair he drags his back toes causing them to bleed excessively.
On Monday he was at our vet at 8AM for X-rays and exam. The prognosis does not show well for him with left hip dysplasia, generalized muscle atrophy and wasting, spinal injury most likely not caused by recent trauma, and a neurological exam recommended if we want him to live.
Our neurologist Dr. Blackmore saw River in her office and determined he has some kind of spinal injury and recommended an MRI. We had an MRI done and the news just got worse from there. He has a tumor in his spine and it is cancer, Sarcoma. The cancer has spread to his lymph nodes and there is nothing more we can do except shower him with love until he grows too tired to fight. We have him on Golden Paste and CBD oil, prednisone is working well for him to walk. He has good days and bad days and we are doing all we can for him.
FROM RIVER's RESCUE MOM:
I've cried more times in the last few days than I have all year. My main concern was that he hadn't been able to poop like a normal dog in a squatting position. Sgt. Schneider who is the police officer who found him said he pooped in her squad car so she knew he could. For 24 hours we had no poop, he cane on a car ride to pick up the wheelchair Sunday and pooped in the backseat of my car. No poop outside. He pooped in his kennel Monday morning so the conclusion was he needed to be sitting or leaning because he has no strength in rear legs for a squat. When I got him back from the vet yesterday with the prognosis for quality of life I was an emotional wreck. I carried him from car to grass so he wouldn't bleed from back paws. He was trying to walk and let falling and I began to cry for him. He was looking up at me with tears rolling down my face, I sat next to him and just cried on his shoulder. I begged him to just tell me what to do. I said I did not know! He stared at me with his tired old face and so I started to bring him back toward the rescue. He kept stopping and sitting so I thought he was just to tired from the walk.
Well then he got up one last time and when I looked down there was POOP! And again, I lost it. He said what I longed to hear, and that is he CAN do it and he wants to live. That's when I immediately called the neurologist. I'm not saying there is a definite cure as I don't know but what I do know is that River wants to at least try and it my duty as a rescue to give him the best quality of life and that is my promise.
To help this poor angel please donate to his care or purchase items from his wishlist to keep him comfortable and raise his spirits.