This is Rosie, my 10 year old Siberian Husky and my best friend. She watched me grow from a teenager into the adult I am today. Every late night study session, every stressful exam, every hard moment through my entire college career as an electrical engineering student, Rosie was right there with me. Through every chapter of growing up, every struggle, every win. She never left my side. Rosie isn't just my dog. She's my constant, my comfort, and my home.
A few years ago Rosie developed a small bean sized lump. I took her to a veterinarian who performed a needle aspirate and found no signs of cancer—they described it as a fatty tumor. As time went on it slowly grew, and as I was approaching the end of my engineering degree I decided it would be the right time to have it removed. I wanted to be home and present for her recovery. In April 2026 I took her to a veterinarian in North Carolina who expressed serious concern, they said the mass could rupture and needed to come out as soon as possible. The earliest surgery date they could give me was July 1. I called every single day trying to get a sooner cancelled appointment and eventually got one moved up to June 4.
Around that time Rosie developed what I thought was a yeast infection. I called repeatedly trying to get her seen sooner. I finally got an appointment on June 3, one day before her scheduled surgery. At that appointment everything changed. They told me the mass was rapidly growing and aggressive. They mentioned euthanasia. And then they handed me steroids and antibiotics with no X-ray, no wound culture of the active infection, no biopsy and told me her bloodwork looked normal and to wait a week and see how she responds. After telling me it was aggressive and fast spreading they wanted me to wait a week. I felt that was negligent. I felt that was unacceptable. So I refused to wait. I drove through the night from North Carolina to the Schwarzman Animal Medical Center in New York City (one of the best veterinary hospitals in the country) to get Rosie a proper second opinion and real answers. We got them. Rosie has metastatic cancer that has spread to her lungs and lymph nodes. She has an oncology specialist appointment June 18 where we will explore every option available to give her the best fighting chance and most comfortable quality of life possible.
But Rosie is still HERE. Still eating. Still alert. Still wagging her tail when she sees me. She was there for every moment that made me who I am today. I am not giving up on her now. Every dollar raised goes directly toward her oncology care, medications, wound treatment, and specialist visits at AMC. Follow our journey on TikTok @ourlastadventures where I'll be taking Rosie on NYC adventures in her stroller and documenting every moment we have left together.
She got me through my hardest chapters. Now I'll get her through hers.
If you can help, please consider donating or sharing Rosie's story. Your support means the world to us and will help give Rosie the care she needs and the adventures she deserves. Thank you for being part of her journey.
A few years ago Rosie developed a small bean sized lump. I took her to a veterinarian who performed a needle aspirate and found no signs of cancer—they described it as a fatty tumor. As time went on it slowly grew, and as I was approaching the end of my engineering degree I decided it would be the right time to have it removed. I wanted to be home and present for her recovery. In April 2026 I took her to a veterinarian in North Carolina who expressed serious concern, they said the mass could rupture and needed to come out as soon as possible. The earliest surgery date they could give me was July 1. I called every single day trying to get a sooner cancelled appointment and eventually got one moved up to June 4.
Around that time Rosie developed what I thought was a yeast infection. I called repeatedly trying to get her seen sooner. I finally got an appointment on June 3, one day before her scheduled surgery. At that appointment everything changed. They told me the mass was rapidly growing and aggressive. They mentioned euthanasia. And then they handed me steroids and antibiotics with no X-ray, no wound culture of the active infection, no biopsy and told me her bloodwork looked normal and to wait a week and see how she responds. After telling me it was aggressive and fast spreading they wanted me to wait a week. I felt that was negligent. I felt that was unacceptable. So I refused to wait. I drove through the night from North Carolina to the Schwarzman Animal Medical Center in New York City (one of the best veterinary hospitals in the country) to get Rosie a proper second opinion and real answers. We got them. Rosie has metastatic cancer that has spread to her lungs and lymph nodes. She has an oncology specialist appointment June 18 where we will explore every option available to give her the best fighting chance and most comfortable quality of life possible.
But Rosie is still HERE. Still eating. Still alert. Still wagging her tail when she sees me. She was there for every moment that made me who I am today. I am not giving up on her now. Every dollar raised goes directly toward her oncology care, medications, wound treatment, and specialist visits at AMC. Follow our journey on TikTok @ourlastadventures where I'll be taking Rosie on NYC adventures in her stroller and documenting every moment we have left together.
She got me through my hardest chapters. Now I'll get her through hers.
If you can help, please consider donating or sharing Rosie's story. Your support means the world to us and will help give Rosie the care she needs and the adventures she deserves. Thank you for being part of her journey.