Give Samantha a fighting chance

Most of you know Samantha's story, if you do not, it at the end of this....
  As you all know, Samantha had a tumor removed from the back of her throat on Thursday June 24th. Unfortunately a few days later, we found out it was one of he most aggressive types cancer. With no medical procedure feasible to heal, or even prolong her life. My only option for giving my baby girl the extra time she deserves, is by changing a lot of things in her life.
  With us falling on hard times when my disabilities caught up to me, and I could any longer work.
  Any donations will go to funding all of her alternative supplements, special foods, and any vet care she may require during these times. In the end, this will assure that my baby will be cremated and returned right back home where she so deserves to be.
  I do not have any idea just how long we'll have together, but with a lot of hopes and prayers, and being able to provide the best for her, just might allow her to spend more time on this earth to continue sharing, and spreading the joy and happiness.......
"Our Story"
My name is Samantha, but everyone calls me Manswer, unless I don't listen, then it is Samantha. And this is my daddy Jimmy.
He found me in a major snow storm when I was just that 3 or 4 months old. I had to dislocated front legs, and cigarette burns all up and down my back.
From the minute he took me in his arms, I knew he was not like the people who just tossed me out.
He took me home and nursed my back to health. And for the next few months, all he did was shower me nothing but love, and assured me that I was now safe.
He treats me just as I was one of his human kids. I sleep in his bed every night. That is unless his grandkids spent time here, then I sleep with them to protect them as he does me.
Life with him is nothing short of amazing. Unfortunately he can't work due to his back, but for me because we spend every day side by side. When he eats his meals, he shares every meal with me. And he feeds me right of his silverware, and he says I eat just like a human.
I listen to him so well. He rarely ever has to say something twice, unless we are outside and I am enjoying the time there and really do not want to go in.
He started to teach me obedience from the start, but as for real training, he allowed me plenty of time to feel what is was to be a dog again. And now that I have, I pick up very fast. As you will see by all the videos he will post.
Two years ago, I was able to return the favor for all he has, and ever will do for me. He has what they call chronic insomnia and has to take medicine to sleep. And one night, the apartment we lived in caught fire. As the room we were sleeping in started to burn, I tried to wake him. And when that didn't work, I woke up his then girlfriend. Who was able to pull him from the bed just as it stared to burn, along with his hair.
After getting outside and dad waking up, we noticed he was gone. He went back in the apartment because he realized that our other buddy was still in there. It was our pet bird Corky. As dad came out, he was empty handed. But did get first and second degree burns on his hands and legs trying to save him.
So now, a little over four years after rescuing me, we value every day together, and live every day as it was our last.
I now can just hope that we can spend many, many years together. And by telling our story, help to educate people on the advantages of rescueing Rottweilers, as well as any animal, and by watching just how have over come my tragic beginning, show the world just how wrong they are about my breed.....