I had a male Samoyed that I loved dearly. When he passed away of heart worm my heart was broken. When I turned 14 the summer after Cayman passed my brother and parents decided to start looking for another Samoyed since our first was our perfect gentle giant.

Koda was born on August 14, 2000. As soon as their eyes opened the breeder let us come out so I could pick out my little snowball. (my birthday present) I knew the second I saw her that she was going to be my baby. When she was 8 weeks old I brought her home, and had her settled in, in no time. Koda loved going for car rides, going on jogs with me, camping and prancing around the yard like a diva!

I moved into a house with my best friend and her husband and Koda fortunately came with me. She had a HUGE backyard to run in and was a happy little diva. She got the attention she deserved. I then moved back home and then out of town with my boyfriend. Unfortunately Koda Girl was not able to come with me. I went home every chance I got to spend time with her. My parents kept her and she kept them company. I would come home and she would be laying on the couch with my dad watching soap operas.

One day I noticed a lump on her underside the size of an egg. I didnt think anything of it, and a couple weeks later the mass grew to the size of a volleyball. I immediately rushed her into the vet and they diagnosed her with mammary cancer. We paid $1,200 to have the mass removed, and approximately 2 weeks later another started to appear. By this time the results from the first mass came back and it turned out to be bone cancer. (which is a very aggressive cancer) We paid another $600 to have that mass removed and not even a week later another one started. At this point our vet told us to take her home and spoil her and when the tumors started to bother her we needed to let her go.

Days went by and more masses appeared and Koda's habbits had not changed...other than she was getting a LOT of cheeseburgers, ice cream and other yummy treats. A mass started in her paw pit and eventually became so big she was limping. I got her pain medicine to keep her comfortable just in case it was bothering her. My mom called me on March 15th and said "Shes getting pretty bad I think its about time". I took a couple days off of work and went back home to spend time with her and spoil her and I had decided that I would ease her pain on March 17th after one of the masses had burst.

My sister drove my mom and I in to town to the vet. I have never cried so hard in my life. Luckily she knew the vet and she was used to her so she hopefully didnt know what was going on. We lay her on the table and she layed her head on my shoulder and gave me one last kiss. As the medicine relieved her pain her body went limp in my arms. This was the most traumatizing experience I have ever had. We had her body cremated and have not decided what to do with her ashes. One thought is to spread some of them at the campground where we spent most of our summers where she loved to be and had some of our happiest memories together.
She truly was a miracle. The vet said she had aprroximately 2 weeks to live and she lived happily for 3 1/2 months after her first surgery.
RIP Koda Girl you will always be missed by our whole family. Be a good girl and momma will see you on the other side of the bridge.