Our dogs are an important part of our lives. Each one is special. When our dogs were diagnosed with diabetes many of us felt incapable of providing proper care. But as we began to understand the disease and realize that our dogs' lives depended on us, we felt empowered. So empowered, in fact, that all of the dogs you'll meet here went on to live healthy, happy lives. Yes, they're all diabetic dogs. And each has a story to tell.
The Canine Support Group is dedicated to the memory Killian, and all the other dogs here that fought and won the battle against Canine Diabetes.
Killian was and will remain the love of my life. He was diagnosed with diabetes 11/10/06.
Killian has had a few bouts with Pancreatitis and one of Ketoacidosis. We survived it all.
He loved his rocks! He would dig them up all day and talk to them! Killian was the most devoted dog one can imagine. He has jumped out of a second floor window on many occasions to find me if I went out. This window is 40 ft high from the ground. He had no fear of anything, true to his Pit Bull breed.
Watching him go from this powerful, tenacious, fearless dog to being completely dependent on me to even walk because of Degenerative Myelopathy and possible spine cancer was a heart break.
He left me on June 15th
2009 and with him went my heart. I will always remember him in his glory. He was then and will always remain "The Greatest!"
My Lucy, a 13 year old American Pugsley, was diagnosed with diabetes in Nov.07. Despite being blind and insulin dependent, she is a vivacious, tenacious, and loving little girl. Lucy loves every woman she's ever met, barks incessantly at any man who crosses her path, and has claimed the neighborhood she lives in as her own. She loves to chase cats and wildlife out of her yard, romp at her favorite playground (park) and hang around the kitchen absorbing the smells of cooking. Shhhhsssssss! Lucy doesn't know she is blind... or sick....she is just having fun everyday.
Brandy is a joy to live with - notice I don't say own. How can you own one of your best friends? When she became diabetic at six years old I knew together we were going to win this battle.
It has been over four years now and we’ve had some up and downs. Through it all she has been a trooper and nothing can stop us. I wanted her to have as normal a life as possible. Diabetes didn't stop her. Cataract surgery didn't stop her. Several cancerous lumps didn't stop her. I am proud to be her mom.
My tyke Rorky was a 10 year old Pomeranian. A 15lb fur-ball with the attitude of a "Lion"! His name "Rorky" (From the Gaelic `red king`) suited him perfectly. He was diagnosed with diabetes Apri/06.
He loved Golf cart rides, should say addicted! He also loved his babies (stuffed toys), he never destroyed them just chewed the noses off and pulled the eyes out. He loved the snow, walks, car rides and his buddies the cats as there were known to bring him the odd real bunny, already dead of course.
My beloved Rorky crossed over the Bridge July 16/08. I miss him terribly! This wee man took part of my heart with him. I’ll never forget you! Love from Mommy
I was the proud mum of Jenny, a red golden retriever who passed away in February, 2008 from kidney failure. She was almost 14 years old - not bad for a dog with many health issues: hypothyroid, myasthania gravis, and diabetes.
April, my beautiful German Shepherd, was the sweetest 110 lb. lap dog. She was always by my side and never needed a leash (it was just for show) . She loved car rides, playing at the park, chasing her frisbee, playing in the snow and being sprayed by the garden hose for hours.
She was diagnosed at 9½ years old with diabetes and after several months was well regulated. She loved her little cheese sandwiches that I brought to the park (she knew she was special). Unfortunately in March of 2008 she had a stroke and was no longer able to walk without assistance. By May 2008 she was in renal failure (though her diabetes was still well regulated), had disc degeneration in her lower spine and lost 30 lbs due to possible cancer. I could no longer put her through anymore tests her body was growing tired.
April went to the Rainbow Bridge on May 30, 2008, 1 month before her 12th Birthday. She was truly the sweetest most precious baby girl .
Pebbles was a 10 year old Siberian husky. She was real sweet and docile. She loved her walks, her treats and enjoyed her daily belly rubs. I gave her 150% of my love and time as I truly loved her. Injections, medicine, log book, watching her every move was done on a daily basis. I managed her Diabetes, Hypothyroidism and Cushing’s disease along with the Dr's at Texas A & M University. Everything I did was well worth it. I would give anything to have her back as she is greatly missed.
Sissy was a 15 1/2 year old Lhasa Apso. My husband had her before we got married, and she fit in well with my dachshund, Rambo. Rambo died in 2003, and Sissy became an only dog and a princess.
She was very independent her whole life. She had allergies all her life and was on prednisone for years. When she was 10, she developed KCS (Keratoconjunctivitis Sicca or dry eye syndrome) and despite our best efforts, she began to go blind. She still liked to look out the windows even though she couldn't see very well. She loved to go camping, and we spent many happy weekends at the campground.
When she was 14, she began to lose weight, drink lots of water and pee constantly. I knew it was diabetes or kidney disease and was actually relieved to find it was diabetes. I had been giving her allergy shots for years so the shots weren't an issue but the actual care of an elderly diabetic dog took some getting used to.
About this time, she lost her remaining eyesight and she began to have senility issues. The last few months of her life were very difficult for her. She had a series of strokes on February 28, 2009 and, with the help of a caring compassionate vet, she crossed the Bridge in my arms.
She was special. Her eyes are clear and bright now - someday, we will see each other again.
Winnie’s beloved pear tree. Winnie eats them.
In the abundant years he'd pull them from the tree (got lots of pictures). After he was diagnosed with diabetes, I spent a lot of time rounding them up so he didn't over indulge. Fortunately they seem to have little sugar - mostly just fiber - and the other hounds will chew on them too. During the winter I buy them; part of his diet is a pear a day (keeps the doctor away?)