Dobermans among top five cancer breeds

Trupanion pet insurance looked at their cancer-related insurance claims and discovered breeds that were frequently affected. Dating back to the year 2000, they found that boxers, golden retrievers, german shepherds, rottweillers and dobermans were the breeds more prone to cancer.

The National Canine Cancer Foundation doesn’t share good news either. They state that one in three dogs will develop cancer at some point in their lives. Furthermore this disease is claiming the lives of roughly half of those diagnosed with cancer.

To protect your doberman or pet dog, have regular vet check-ups. Some cancers if caught early can be successfully removed and treated. Having personally lost a much loved doberman to lymphoma cancer, I encourage everyone to educate themselves on dog health concerns and support continued cancer research.
Luckily, I live near the Guelph Veterinary College and was able to give my doberman some chemotherapy treatment for her lymphoma, although in the end not successful.   The treatment did extend her life but in the end the cancer returned and the chemo treatments were too difficult physically for her and mentally for me. I made the awful decision to let her finally rest. It was a heart breaking year but I felt some consolation knowing that my dog had a great doctor and vet team treating her.  I like to think that we also contributed to dog cancer research by trying the chemo and drug protocol options available.

Have you lost your pet to cancer? Please share your personal experience in the comments below.

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48 thoughts on “Dobermans among top five cancer breeds”

  1. I am so sorry for your loss Pagi, my heart hurts for you and your beloved Bubba. Dobermans are the most loyal and loving! Take comfort in knowing that you gave him an awesome, loving home for his short time here. I so dread the day i lose my Bentley because i know it’s gonna hurt bad. Again, i’m sooo sorry. hugs…Karen

  2. I’m soo sorry Pagi :(
    Please feel some comfort knowing that your dobe was lucky to have such a wonderful owner and life with you.

  3. Yesterday I had to put my 3 year and 10 months old Black and tan doberman, Beau down. He was diagnosed with lymphoma 5 weeks ago. Beau would of been 4 on July 10th. I took him for what I thought was a basic eye infection and the Vet noticed that he had what appeared to be blood gathering in the bottom of his eye. Beau was the most loving, loyal, devoted protector I have ever had. He was unbelievably smart. I could train him to do anything. I am a realtor and he was trained to enter houses before me. I also showed him our property lines and taught him to patrol our 10 acres. He spent all his time loving and protecting us. He never failed me, ever! I am having the worst time with this. I feel like a part of my soul went with him. I was there the day he was born and picked him out! I took him home with me when he was 5 weeks old. Yesterday I held him in my arms like I have so many times before but this time whispering in his ear I love you, go see Jesus you are the most amazing bubba. I am devastated beyond words!

  4. Our red doberman Bentley is 6years young. He has several “fatty tissue” tumors, one on his chest,one on his side and a rather large one in his front leg pit. I check him often for any other tumors but yesterday my kids asked if i saw the huge lump on his hind leg. I looked and was shocked, there’s no way i would’ve missed that! It looks like his leg muscle is severely swollen. Took Bentley to our vet today, first thing she says is she doesnt like this mass. I knew it wasn’t going to be another “fatty tissue tumor” because it feels very solid. She gave me a couple numbers to call because this is something she is not able to treat. I’m thankful for her honesty. What the future holds for our Bentley is unknown at this time but praying for the best outcome possible, he has been with us since he was 7 weeks old and can’t stand the thought of him being gone.

  5. We just had to put our wonderful Doberman Fred down yesterday. He was diagnosed with Hemangiosarcoma, a massive tumor of the liver and spleen. He wasn’t eating hardly at all, and had been suffering from severe diarrhea. We had an ultrasound performed yesterday, which revealed the massive tumor, that was also pushing on his stomach. With the high incidence of cancer with Dobies, I don’t know if I can do it again…..Fred was 8yrs old.

  6. Although over 20 years have passed, at times I still get teary eyes when remembering Mr.T. My Doberman was my best friend. He developed cancer at around 10 years of age. To this day, I wonder if I was hasty in allowing the vet to send him to doggie heaven.
    Mr T developed a cyst on his side about the size of a pea. Our vet injected the cyst, did not take it out. Two weeks later the cyst had turned into the size of a golf ball.
    We had the tumor removed and things were back to normal for about three months. Then, I noticed another growth on the left side of his chest. The vet told me that there was nothing we could do and that eventually he would die from the tumor. At this time Mr. T was not showing any signs of sickness until later on when he started having issues getting up from the floor. Eventually he started to show symptoms of pain but only when standing up.
    Based on the vet’s suggestion we agreed to put him to sleep.
    I have never asked a vet for his/her opinion after that time but to this day, I regret not getting one before allowing my friend to be euthanized. I was 20 years old when Mr. T was put down. Now in my forties I still live with a sense of guilt.
    Forgive me my friend. I did not want you to suffer.

  7. The hardest thing my husband ever endured was the loss of our Apollo; the perfect example of what a red male Doberman should look like. Loyal, loving, devoted and very protective. He was only 4 years old when I noticed two lumps under his throat. We took him to the vet and the vet wanted to keep him under observation and have a tissue sample sent to the university for verification. Apollo stayed at the vets for almost 2 weeks, they kept telling me don’t drive all the way here, he is fine, but I knew something was off. When we got there our baby was already yellow and only weighed a mere 50 pounds of his once massive 95 plus body. I immediately requested him to have some peace…… I regret not going sooner so he wouldn’t have had to suffer…. But, we had a close friend a K-9 officer that even after telling him not to, went out an bought us a black and mahogany 13 week old male pup. I didn’t want to love another, but that puppy had me within 2 hours, Gunner is now 4 years old now, weighs a whooping 94 lbs, is a massive boy with a personality like Apollo and my previous Zeus all rolled into one neat little ball. Gunner kept me from hurting so bad from Apollo.

  8. I lost my much loved Third Gear to cancer. He was my daughter’s best friend as she was an only child. I was a single mom and he was my best friend. I got married and my husband adores his Zeus. He is his first Doberman. Zeus has a lump so we will be taking him to the vet. Yes I am fearful. We have put $1000’s in him for knee surgery and he is worth every penny spent. He is this retired couple’s baby.

  9. I’m soo sorry to hear your aweful news.
    Please take comfort in all the good memories and I ‘m sure if he could, he would thankyou for a great doggie life in your home and heart.

  10. I lost my baby boy early Saturday morning. He was a 6 yr old Blk/Tan Doberman named Vice.He was 110% himself all day friFriday and sat morning. I left for work and when I got home I knew before I was in the house something was wrong, he wasn’t whining at the door, I found him in my bedroom on my side of the bed where there is only maybe 2 1/2 ft from wall, his ears down, and wouldn’t come. I finally got him to living room with promise of a treat, which he wouldn’t eat. He never, ever turned down a treat. I checked him from head to toe, I noticed his gums were a little pale so I immediately called vet, had to take him to an ER Vet about an hour away. By the time I got there his gums were almost white, not even 10 min later the vet came out to inform me he had a tumor on his spleen that had ruptured and was bleeding internally. He mentioned surgery and I said Yes, didn’t even give him a chance to finish. He told me that he could see spots on other parts of him and that he had less than a 25% chance of making it out of surgery, and then at most 3 myths to Live if I put him on chemo. He informed me my baby had hemangiosarcoma. I could not and would not, have my baby in constant pain, and his quality of life low just so I could be selfish and have him a littlelonger. So I spent some time with my baby,my son, my best friend and then I held him as he took his last breath. I am beyond devastated, my world revolved around Vice. I had no idea that Dobermans were prone to cancer and so many different forms. I have read all the comments on this article and my heart broke a little more with each of your stories. people who aren’t Doberman ppl don’t get how we feel about this breed. I can’t even think about another dog right now, but I know that the only breed for me is Doberman’s , we have to figure out a way to save our breed.

  11. Tom: She is so young, hopefully she can be treated and you’ll get a few quality years with her. We feel so bad for you and sympathize with everyone who has lost their blessed friend.

  12. Just found out yesterday our female black and tan Dobe “Jezebel” was diagnosed with Stage 5 Lymphoma, and also Pnewmonia. We also had no idea that they were in the top 5 for cancer.

    This baby is a real jock, she loves leaping up in the air and snagging balls, that at times bounced over my head. She was an excellent swimmer, jumped off docks after her ball, and very smart. Luckily I have some awesome pictures of her doing this.

    She loved all the kids in our neighborhood, and she would “sit and stay” for them while they hid her ball somewhere in the yard and when they released her, she would go and sniff it out. She truly loved games.

    We got her as a pup and she is only 5 1/2 years old. We were looking for many more years than this with her. She has such a sweet and loving spirit and it’s hard to see her so sick and not able to play.

    She went to a campground with us last weekend, swimming and chasing her ball, and the weekend before we were in Ohio and she had a glorious weekend out in the woods, swimming in streams, and chasing her ball.

    She had been treated for a couple of sprains in her front paws before, but we thought this was because of all her athletic activity. We had no idea this cancer was happening, until she started acting lethargic, depressed, and started this hacking cough on Sunday. We took her to the emergency room Monday morning, and got her results.

    Her prognosis is 1-2 weeks. Maybe 4-6 if we did chemo.

    We also like quality of life over quantity, and have decided to bring her home and treat her with L-asparaginase and prednizone. Hopefully this will give her a few quality days with us before we need to have her euthanized.

    Thanks for letting me share this with you. She was our second Dobe, and both were awesome friends, and companions.

  13. Our dobie started acting strange at about 11 months. She turned 1 on May 13th. Yesterday I noticed a lump on her neck. Today she was diagnosed with Lymphoma.

    Sad sad day

  14. We just found out two days ago that our 6 year old dobe, Osiris, aka George, (Where did you go George? Yes, he’s a dopey dobe!)… Has bone cancer :( I have been in tears all weekend and my husband has barely left his side… Here’s our story below if anyone is interested

  15. My beloved Lola. 7,8yo doberman… Today I got this devastating news that she has cancer I was sure that she just pulled her muscle so the news are devastating …I just can’t live without her… She is my best friend, my shadow:), my baby… How can I watch her getting weaker and weaker…I just can’t stop crying…

  16. I have a black and tan male Doberman named Noble with intestinal cancer. He is doing really great and has been for over a year now. We thought for sure he was going to die, he was skin and bones. Every time we went to the vet he said he didn’t know what was wrong with him and charged us $100. I went to another vet and he also took all kinds of test and couldn’t find anything wrong. Finally a friend of a friend who was an ultrasound specialist offered to look at him. She found something on the ultrasound that didn’t look right but wasn’t sure what it was. My vet said lets do an exploratory operation. We did and he gave us the bad news that there was so much cancer on his intestines that he closed him up and said there was nothing he could do. The ultrasound specialist said let me talk the internalist I do work for in North Carolina. He is the one who saved my dog. He is on Luekeran and prednisone. If you want to save your dog call Kevin Munce an internalist in North Carolina. He gave us 3 different options of medications, good, better, best, we went with the best. Unfortunately its also the most expensive. I wish we had insurance because we can barely afford it. But it is worth it to save Noble!

  17. Hi my name is Jared. I’m currently giving my 3 year old Doberman prednisone to help keep his lymphoma swelling down. He was diagnosed February 3rd, 2014. Not having the financial stability to try chemo, I decided to treat him with prednisone. All I can do is continue to give him a great life and make him as happy as possible until it is his time. Its possibly the hardest nightmare ive been through in my life so far. Since I’ve gotten him at 8 weeks old he has been by my side almost 24 hours a day and I spent one full day away in the three and a half years he’s been in my life. I feel so much pain for anyone going through such bad times with their companions, it truly is heartbreaking!

  18. I had no idea Dobermans were in the top 5 breeds for cancer. And I don’t know if that would have changed our minds about Gage. We adopted Gage from rescue about 18 months ago at roughly 18 mos of age. (We estimate he will be 3 in March 2014). And he was still in some bad shape. We had no idea he was “Blue” He looks Blk/Tan. But he chimed right in with our Italian Greyhounds and cats who love to groom him. He is our entertainer and goofball. He drools, belches, groans, and farts on a regular basis. And then crawls in your lap like the 2 IG’s. he has no concept of his 75 lbs. We have an 8lb cat that bosses him around. And everyone who meets him falls in love with him. We joke that the Greyhounds are Wine/Cheese and elegance and that Gage is Beer/ Pretzels and Monster Truck Rally’s. And not even a good beer, more like a pitcher of Pabst (no offense to anyone who likes Pabst). We recently got the diagnosis of liver cancer. And of course were dumbstruck. We have elected not to do the very expensive treatment not because he is not worth every penny but because there is no guarantee and it is hard on their bodies. So we have put him on Prednezone (sp). And are keeping an eye on him. Since the pred all his symptoms have seemed to disappear. And he is back to his energetic goofy self and eating up a storm. I spoke with my vet again and was told that the blood tests showed nothing, the fluid sample was inconclusive and the liver cytology was also inconclusive, but that they were sure it was liver cancer because during the ultra sound they saw nodules on the liver. He had also (being an indiscriminate eater) gorged himself on acorns just a few days before all this. So now I am wondering if we should get a second opinion at a different vet, or have the same vet test him again. I have also spoken to the Doberman group we adopted him through and was told that they had heard nothing about cancer being an issue in the breed. But obviously from what I have read from all of you it is.

    I am so sorry for all who have lost their beloved companions.

  19. my red boy ,xavier just turned 4 on june 24th.2013 ya he even got a birthday card in the mail from his vpi inc. they send him one every yr. , just yesterday i took off my fireplace mantle. so sorry it landed in the trash now. but we all know you can not save everything. 2 weeks ago he was out under our lg.sapping pine trees ,i had thought he got a spider bite ,well at least it looked like one. so he was licking and so on ,he has aliergies every this time until early september ,but this morning i went to clip his nails this sm. lump was still there located on his upper left rear thigh. as soon as my vet openend at 9 i called i explained the situation it had gotten larger and was red. got him in at 10:30.we took an asperate and this appears not good to my vet or me.BLOOD VASCULAR ,dear god my vet admits she is an AHHA ACD. VET. but not a pathololigst .you would never guess by my spelling here,but yes i resurch and dabble in the sub. off and on since appears to me to be (hemangiosarcoma) i pray i am wrong!it has to be one of the worst.very grim.he is the light of my life,and i do love him so much i would rather it be me.he had me at hello.this big sweetheart never chewed ,peed,he was always perfect.he lays with cats,he goes to va. centers,nursing homes and takes so to people that are sick and impaired.a sweet loving soul.he is going in on wed. july 17th. to have it removed.i dont know what to do next,that i will have to figure out .if you would like to see him and our family of pets go to his facebook page ,xavier smith,scranton pa. and my poor tiny blue seal point on the same page has inoperable breast cancer,they stamped a time date on her, but june has past and she is still alive and ok ,i am starving her cancer off with a very high protine diet.i love each and everyone of my pets.but that dobe stold my heart away ,and now he will break it in half.he is so loving to so many people that are old and sick and terminal themselves.sure hope i am wrong and my vet by the look in her eyes too. ps. must sign out crying.denise

  20. Our Jackson was diagnosed with adenocarcinoma in September 2012. By October of 2012 his health had declined so much we set him free of his pain. He was 6 years young. We adopted him as an adult from a lady who had little history on him. We had him for 18 months before we set him free. We miss him everyday.

  21. We lost our cherished Doberman, Princess, to bladder cancer in May, 2006. She had just turned 7 when she was diagnosed in December, 2005 and we said our final goodbye five months later. Our vet was very honest and told us that when cancer affects an organ, the disease is (or was at that time — 7 years ago) resistant to chemotherapy. Nevertheless, we took her to a specialty vet who recommended chemotherapy. We tried it, but it was unsuccessful for her and terrible for us. The weight fell off her and she got one bladder infection after another, all related to the cancer. She refused to eat, so I would lie on the floor with her and try to coax her with small pieces of chicken and beef. Finally, we made the heartbreaking decision to let her go. I’ll never forget that day, in fact not a day goes by that I don’t think about our beloved Doberangel. Her illness taught me much about selfishness — the chemo was for us. She suffered. I very much doubt I will ever try it on another dog. I pray that this terrible disease in humans and pets will be eradicated much sooner than any of us imagine.

  22. Your story breaks my heart as it reminded me of my Xena that also died of lymphoma. Your 3 year old couldn’t have said a more beautiful, comforting thing. I believe we will be reunited with our beloved pets one day. God created these wonderful creatures for our enjoyment here temporarily on earth but then for eternity in heaven :)

  23. I lost my beautiful Agis to lymphoma in December 22, 2012. Never in my wildest dreams would I have thought that when I took him to our vet in December 20 that would be his diagnosis. He breathing had been funny off and on for a couple of days. He was also acting strange. He wouldn’t sleep on his bed the night before I took him to the vet. He would come to the edge of my bed and lay his head in the side if the bed and stare at me while I was sleeping. This of course woke me up. Thinking he needed to go pee I would let him out. All the strange behavior and breathing, I decided it was best that he be checked out. Next day I took him to our vet, she of course realized immediately that something defintely was not right. Initial bloodworm showed that he was anemic but nothing major so we thought. X-rays showed a mass but she couldn’t tell if it was pneumonia or a large mass. We decided to go ahead and treat him for pneumonia with IV fluids and antibiotics. If it was pneumonia he would show signs of improvement as soon as the next day. She decided that he would need to stay overnight and in the meantime she would send bloodwork off to see exactly what was going on with him. By he next day he had improved some, he was up walking around some but would not eat for her. She wanted to keep him another night to continue with antibiotics and try to get his temperature up. She said I would be able to pick him up the next day and bring him home. I was overjoyed. I would be bringing my sweet boy back home. Saturday came and I was so excited that i would be bringing him home with antibiotics to treat pneumonia. When i got to the vet she had him laying in the office. She said that his test results came back and the diagnosis was not good. His white blood count was high and that he had lymphoma. It was in his chest cavity. When she said that it felt as if someone had just ripped out my heart. It was broken. My dream of bringing him home died there. I knew in my heart he wasn’t going to make it and he was too far gone. All I could do was sit in the floor and cradle his head and tell him how sorry I was that he was going through this. I made the decision to bring him home and try prednisone to treat the tumor so that I could have more time with him. I just wasn’t ready to let go. Once home, I only got a couple of hours with him. He refused to eat or move. He was trembling and his breathing was not improving. I think this was the hardest part. I had I make the decision then as to what was best for him and not me. That evening I had to say goodbye to a wonderful friend. He was my first “baby”. It’s been a month now and I can’t seem to get over losing him. The times that I have cried my 3 year old tells me that its going to be on because he is with baby Jesus now. He would have celebrated his 6th birthday this week.

  24. I lost my baby girl, a sweet black Dobe named Jinju, she was only three years old, she died on December 15, 2012. We were told it was brain cancer. I’m so disappointed in our vet and yet at the same time I know they gave her the best care through the 2 1/2 years we had her. When we got Jinju she had just been returned to her original mother and father because of her illness, they thought had something to do with some type of intestinal bug. This illness which would attack her intestines making her throw up and lose weight persisted at least twice a year. I had her on a special diet, I had her on supplements & enzymes, I had her on anti-inflammatory and anti-gas pills. The vet often thought her illness had something to don’t do with her lymes disease which she got at a very young age. So which time she was still there was a blood panel run trying to figure what was wrong with her. We had a cyst removed from her ear, at that point it seemed like a common cyst…..that was about a year ago, the vet warned if it came back it would probably be either in the same spot or somewhere on the outside of her skin. However they never told me she could likely die of it. At that point they made it sound like a harmless cyst. And since she had such a history of illness almost every six months of losing weight, going on antibiotics….when she started to lose weight in September no one raised the alarm at that point. It’s a long story but the vet who did her last checked up never called me on this issue…. As I said it was so long story but she had been dropped off for a weekend stay and they did a check up while we were gone. Since we picked her up on a Sunday there was no vet to consult us and no phone calls came after. I notice she started losing weight and I tried to beef her up again… By November I was getting worried she was going to get sick again. Her previous illness had been pretty bad. But the antibiotics always brought her back out of it and she always got healthy again. By December she started throwing up, we didn’t know she even had cancer. Took her into the doctor and once again put her on antibiotics, did another blood screen. After nursing her, I called to complain, her antibiotics weren’t working and in speaking with the doctors (at least 3) her last day, we were shocked when she started to hyperventilate & drool uncontrollably, becoming listless & feverish. We really had no idea that was her last day with us…. No idea at all. We rushed her into an emergency hospital that night, Where she was stabilized we were told, we were not allowed to be with her after she was admitted. We thought we could go get her in the morning and start her on a new type of antibiotic and she would be getting better. Had I known that was her last night being cognitive I would’ve wanted to take her home with me. In the morning we picked her up, It appeared she did not have any brain activity at that point, her pupils had reduced to a pin point and she was lifeless. We took her to her own vet and we were told she had a brain tumor….. We had no other choice but to put her to sleep. Just explain, our vet consists of six different doctors at least. The doctor spoke with the night before we took her to the hospital was probably the most competent one and I sincerely and truly regret not having met or worked with her prior to Jinu’s last night…. I feel I could strangle the doctor who did her last checkup (He never even called me back in September to alarm me about her weight loss) and I ran into this next time I took her in for her illness. I just want to strangle him. I can only surmise that he had no clue she had cancer. My baby had just turned three in October. We were not expecting cancer to be the end of her. She was so healthy otherwise, so vibrant. She was the love of my life. I love my family my husband my daughters but she was my baby my only baby she needed me nonstop. Even her last day when she was probably Sotol and not feeling well she never let on that she was in pain until the very end. I miss my baby so much! It is such a hard thing to talk about. I have talked about getting a new Dobe just to help me get over my loss with Jinju, we will hopefully look in 2013. But she will forever be in my heart….

  25. We have an 11 year old Doberman Boxer mix who has been “lumpy” since he was 3 when he got his first cyst at the base of the back of his head. He still has that! He kept getting more tumours of various types: lypomas, cysts, and eventually a mast cell tumour on his flank when he was 7. It was sucessfully surgically treated. But our Dodger got very unhappy with the post surgical care, mostly the drainage shunt that had to be place to drain. They removed so much of his side flank. But they got clean margins. We said no more aggressive surgeries. Then at 9 he developed another one on his leg mixed in with the leg muscle. He only surgical option was amputation. That was a resounding no for us. And chemo odds weren’t good enough to put him through that. So we went the palliative care route and decided to keep him as comfortable as possible with a barrage of meds to manage swelling, infection control, appetite stimulation, etc. that was 2 years ago and he is still alive! We are so happy we chose the route we did. He has had a tough year this year and we thought we would lose him twice but he has pulled through with a smile on his face and a wag in his tail. This week he’s having trouble emptying his bladder. Poor dog had to be cathederized and his bladder was the size of a melon the vet said. I thought it was time to let him go after a valiant and brave fight. But we took him home on some muscle relaxants to ease bladder muscles and he’s pottying well again! This dog has cheated death so many times. He’s my role model for when I’m old and sick. I don’t know if it will be another week, month or more but when he goes, it will be surreal. I only mean that if I had a dollar for each time the vet gave me the pensive warning…..I’m amazed how much can be done with medical interventions to keep pets going comfortably even when there’s no curative treatment. I love my dogs very much as do all who have posted here. Good luck to you all. Just love them and do your best by them; they appreciate us. Dodger’s mom

  26. My son’s female dobie was diagnosed with bone cancer in Nov 2012, right leg. We opted to have her put down rather than put her through the pain of chemo and drugs. She was only 6yrs old. Her male red pup is 3yrs old and been with her since birth. I hope we can help him through the grieving process with lots of love.

  27. I am sitting here tonight with a heavy heart. MY DOBIE WAS DIAGNOSED PER X-RAY IN JUNE WITH BONE CANCER AFTER SHE BROKE HER LEG PLAYING IN THE BACKYARD. SHE IS AROUND 13 YEARS( WE ADOPTED HER…A RESCUE DOG SO AGE IS A ESTIMATE)WE HAVE HAD HER 10 YEARS AND SHE HAS BEEN A JOY. SHE HAS BEEN PAIN PAIN MEDS VERY LITTLE,HE HAS FELT WELL AND STILL EATS VERY WELL BUT NOW ITS BEEN 5 MONTHS…THO SHE EAts WELL SHE HAS A FORLORN LOOK, WOBBLES TO GET UP AND WE HAVE TO HELP HER GO OUTSIDE TO USE THE BATHROOM. ALL HAS COME ON IN THE LAST WEEK. she has no trouble breathing, still an appetite but i can see her growing more thin and frail with each day… I Gave her a sponge bath tonight, her rawhide treats and am trying to make the dreaded decision if tomorrow will be the day..if this week will be the week:( im heartbroken already but i promise my dogs no suffering and thats what i mean. :(

  28. I have just recently lost my five an half year old brown male dobie to cancer he was always in good health up to a week ago wen he started peeing an drinking a lot so we done the vets and he sent us to a specialist the specialist done a scan and found he was completely riddled with cancer on all organs and in his chest he never showed any signs and died within 24 hrs of finding out that he had it he had a heart attack early in the evening obviously I’m devastated about losing him but at least he never had too much pain

  29. I just lost my second dobie to cancer! Very sad :(

    My first dobie-gal, Stella, was a large red female and got osteo-sarcoma in her nasal passage (caused her face to distort as the cancer grew). This cancer is non-responsive to chemo. I put her down 3 months after diagnosis. She was 9 years old.

    My second dobie-boy, Bubba, another red dobie. He just had to be put down due to cancerous tumors in his intestine. Ultrasound showed multiple tumors, all bleeding into the intestine. He was severely anemic and stopped eating (even fresh cooked chicken and steak). He was also 9 years young. I LOVE dobies but this is getting really tough to have to put down so young….

  30. 24 years ago, I rescued my first dobie. She only lived 3 years because she had been so abused. Her downfall was liver cancer which we believe was brought on by the abuse.
    14 years ago, I lost my beloved dobie Sam to a cancer tumor that destroyed his lung. We had no idea it was there until it was too late. Six years ago, I lost my wonderful Samson to bone cancer which started in his ankle. When he started limping, we x-rayed but found nothing. Less than a month later, his bones looked like swiss cheese. We had no choice but to relieve his pain. Now, my beautiful Bianca (age 13) has bone cancer in her front leg. Due to arthritis and age, there will be no choice. She is home with me until it is time and my heart is once again broken. Thankfully, Balboa (age 5) will be here to help my heart heal.

  31. My wife and I had to make the tough decision March 24 2012 to put
    Our beloved Gunnar down due to osteosarcoma. He had broke his leg last
    October and wasn’t diagnosed until January with cancer. We decided against
    amputation due to him having wobblers also, so we treated him with pain
    meds and no chemo. We are advocates of quality not quantity. Gunnar lived
    His last 5 months in a leg cast on his front right. He lived up to his name Gunnar
    meaning brave warrior in German. He was such a great boy from the only
    breed for us. He was my second Dobe and my wife’s first. My wife was
    actually apprehensive at first but now she won’t have another breed. We have such
    a emptiness in our lives right which hopefully be filled soon. We put a
    deposit on another black. Gunnar will always have a special place in our heart
    that will never be replaced but we want to give another Dobe our love.

  32. I lost my dog moriah to cancer in her cheek,I was not. Aware or ever informed this ways a dobie trait.the disfigured face it left her with was heartbreaking.she would look at you with a why can’t you help me look,can you stop this,and when she would lose her bladder,her look of sheer embarrasment broke your heart for her.I can only remember the sheer joy she brought our family in the 7 short years we had the pleasure of her company.she was a pistol.put a soup bone through my mothers hutch,loved to put the cats head all the way in her mouth for a joke.knew every word my mother said to her.l love dobermans.they look mean,but have hearts of gold.

  33. Thankyou for sharing your story. It made be a bit tearful reminding me of my Xena.
    And Ammo is a fantastic name!

  34. It’s been over a year now since we lost our Ammo to osteosarcoma, Feb 2011. He was just shy of his 6 year birthday. Diagnosed in November of 2010, we opted not to amputate or do chemotherapy. We thought it was the best decision for Ammo. One of the hardest decisions we have made as a family. We treated with pain meds and acupuncture. He was given 3-5 months. He eventually fractured his leg and we put him to rest. A very sad day because Ammo was my baby boy, my first real baby:) I loved him so much and never thought I could love a dog more. I usually don’t call him a dog-I call him a kid, because he was truly amazing and so smart. He was my protector and the protector of our 2 girls. Our second daughter was born right before he was diagnosed and she was 4 months when he passed. I have not felt the same since he passed. I can barely type this without crying. Dogs in general hold a special place in our lives. I’m sure we all have/had an Ammo.
    With this being said, we will be proud parents of another red Dobe tomorrow. We are all so excited, especially our 4 year old!!

  35. Our red girl will not see the spring…
    Kate will turn 3 in February. But the cancer that caused a toe to be amputated last spring has returned on another toe. We knew she was not completely cancer-free because her appetite was never the same and she throws up if she drinks more than a couple cups of water.
    We already miss her…

  36. Our amazing 10-year-old black female Dobe Gimmel was diagnosed with osteosarcoma when her right front leg fractured while running in the back yard. Horrible day, but after 3rd and 4th opinions, we opted to amputate and were told she’d have 6-9 months before the metastasis in her lungs would mean the end. Well, she live 15 wonderful months… loss of the front leg made for much shorter and more tiring walks but she loved them to the last. I didn’t think I’d get another dog, but not having that dobie energy around the house was too much… after 4 months, I spotted the sweetest red-girl dobie face on Petfinders and now Jersey melts my heart. A very special breed.

  37. Our six year old Dobie girl “Isis” (Ravenswood Starr of the Sea)….died from neurofibrosarcoma in her cheek. We did metronomic chemo, palliative radiation, cancer diet and holistic Chinese herbal therapy. We had her almost a year after diagnosis. We had to put her down as the tumor had encroached on her eye, and jaw, she was starting to suffer….something I vowed I would never tolerate.
    Sweet Isis, you will live in my heart forever….you were my “heart” dog and the bond of love we shared will always live in our hearts.
    We have since adopted two Dobies…..we just cannot be without a Doberman- they spoil you for any other breed.

  38. My beautiful blue dobie, Eva, was diagnosed with osteosarcoma at only 4years old. She had the (front left) leg amputated and 4 cycles of chemotherapy. I was told the 12month survival rate with this treatment was 30%. My stoic, determined (read stubborn!) Eva lived til 11.5years old. Unfortunately she developed a new osteosarcoma in her back hip which fractured – not treatable and she was in a lot of pain her last 2 days so I had her put to sleep last year. It truly breaks your heart, they are with you through good and bad, everything. I miss her hugely.
    However I now have my 4th dobie – a beautiful black 6month female Helvi who is just such a joy – not a replacement, she’s special in her own way. It has helped with the loss of Eva too – not for everyone but it helped me :))

  39. We lost our 6 year old boxer, Daisy, to lymphoma. She was totally misdiagnosed for the first 6 months, even though she had textbook symptoms. By the time it was caught, chemo would only have given her a couple of months. We decided to maintain quality, not quantity.

    We now have two dobermans. Hopefully, they will not be part of a statistic.

  40. 2 DOBERMAN mis primeras perritas (imperiales)marrones, mis amores. Una de ellas contrajo tres tipos de cancer, lamentablemente el veterinario que inicialemente las atendía no les dio importancia a sus dolencias.
    Una de ellas comenzo con problemas en el caminar, la llevamos, le hicimos ecografías y cuando no podía hacer pis (el veterinario que siempre las atendió me abandono) me dijo que con 12 años ya era vieja y que todo lo que pasara de aca en adelante podía ser rapido para su muerte. Lamentablemente confie en este veterinario, cambié y cuando la lleve estaba agonizando ( se le habia estallado la vegiga), tuve que operarla de urgencia, lo peor es que cuando le sacamos la sondita detectamos una masa entre la vegiga y la pelvis. La operamos, pero su cuerpito no soporto y al otro día fallecio de un paro cardiaco.
    Me quedo su hermanita, pero la mala experiencia de haber confiado en un medico veterinario que no valia la pena.
    Cambie por su puesto de medico, pero nadie me devuelve a mi gordita.
    Alguien que me explique porque le dan un titulo a cualquiera…
    No se. Para mi todo lo que tiene vida, siente, sufre….es importante.

  41. Veronica I am so so sorry for the loss of your Atticus. I hope all the wonderful memories he gave you brings some comfort to your heart. He was a lucky boy to have you as his owner/caretaker.

  42. We lost our Atticus (blue Dobe) to cancer this week. He was only 7 years old. It seems so unfair that such an amazing breed is at such a high risk for cancer, but after having researched so much information online, I fear it must be true. Dobermans are my preferred breed, I’ve had two in my lifetime and even now I dream of having another Doberman in my home. I find no other canine so completely fills a home, protects and guards in quite the same fashion, or shares the rare blend of poise, grace, confidence and loving nature as does a Doberman. That being stated, after this profoundly sad experience, and with knowledge of the propensity for cancer in the breed, I don’t know if I have the room in my heart for another gamble on such an untimely death as was Atticus’. He was a soldier to the end. Just one more quality I love about the breed. Such an amazing breed.

  43. We lost our 10 year old black female doberman to bone cancer on November 12, 2010. We were not familiar with cancer in dogs until this happened and we have learned a lot since dealing with making Angel as comfortable as possible until the pain medications were no longer an option once her hip swelled up and her leg finally broke from the evil cancer cells eating away at the bone in her left hip.

    We finally had to make the difficult decision to put our beloved doberman to rest once we were no longer able to keep her comfortable. We got her when she was 3 years old right when we got a house and got married so she was part of our beginnings as a married couple, Amy and I. We saved her from the Detroit Humane Society. The previous owner was actually en route with Angel when we were asked about her and he turned around and brought her to us instead of DHS. Whew! That was close and we were lucky to have her. She represented the Doberman breed with class, sweetness, beauty and the proud looks of a sleek guard/family dog that only the Dobe can give!

    Some say “once a dog owner, always a dog owner” and we believe this to be true for most. We did not like our home without the presence of a dog and we searched for different breeds but the Doberman always seemed like the best breed for us. We got another black female on Dec. 5, 2010 and it has helped us overcome the sadness of losing Angel.

    The staff at the animal hospital where we take our new pup Jade say that they have been seeing more and more doberman pups coming in for ear croppings so the breed is making a comeback at least in the metro-Detroit area!!

    Live, love and share in the joy of the breed. Dobies are really great dogs.

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