Most people start this sort of topic by saying something like, "Don't get me wrong, I love my dog but...". So, don't get me wrong I love my dog, but. I heard this story about a couple that spent $45,000.00 on cancer treatment for their golden retriever. Now sure there are more worthy discussions to be had in the world today but once in awhile some less worthy stories grab you and demand a response. This is one response, worthy or not. Furthermore this is not for those of you who would have done the same thing as the folks in question. Not enough space here for that. I'm reaching out to those teetering on the fence. People who would read a story like that and think, "hmmm, I wonder what I would do in that situation".
Forget the usual arguments such as the fact that a lot of people can't afford cancer treatment for themselves, or that kind of money would feed a lot of hungry kids. I'm more concerned about where this leads us. Because I'm sure there's some schmo out there who's quite fond of his pet slug and god forbid one day it needs prostate surgery. Not the schmo, but the slug. Now I know what your saying,"Hey I'm pretty sure slugs don't have prostates", just go with me. The problem is where do we draw the line. I'm certain one day at your local vet you'll over hear,"Your parakeet needs a heart transplant Mr. Peterson. How's Tuesday for you?". And I'm only guessing here but I'd bet ferret viagra would be a big sell among owners whose little critter suffers from erectile dysfuntion (again, 'the little critter' refers to ferret, ok).
Whatever happen to letting nature run its course? I mean how do we know these animals wouldn't rather be kept off the chemo and just kept comfortable in their last days.
Ok, maybe with the help of a little medical marijuana.
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