Sean Manwill’s 18 month old mastiff, Gracie, had only months to live without an expensive heart procedure. WSU’s Good Samaritan Fund and strangers from across the country poured in support to save the dog’s life.
Complicated surgical procedure offers potential cure for dog.
COVID-19 changed graduation plans and the class had more money than typical to gift.
For ducks, pennies don’t bring much luck — a one-cent coin might cost them their life.
Kristy Fiorini had been wanting a corgi ever since she could remember.
For three days, “Leah,” a charcoal gray Cane Corso, or Italian Mastiff, with a white patch on her chest had not been breathing on her own. Hooked up to a ventilator in the intensive care unit of the WSU Veterinary Teaching Hospital, the machine delivered each breath to her weakened body. After so much time, her owner Holli Peters wasn’t sure Leah was going to pull through. “I thought about taking her off the ventilator, because her prognosis was not good,” she says. But on the fifth day, Leah started showing signs of improvement. She was starting to breathe on her own.
A few days after the New Year in 2014, Laurie Boukas of Richland, Washington, was walking her two Border Collies, Lucy and Connor, when she saw a Pontiac Trans Am drive by. Laurie, who had just moved to Richland a few weeks before with her husband, Nick, saw the car turn around and drive by again.
Theia, an ownerless 1-year-old bully breed mix, came to the WSU Veterinary Teaching Hospital in March after being hit by a car, bludgeoned over the head with a hammer, and then buried in a field. She returned to Pullman weeks later to have surgery on her sinuses, which were badly damaged from the blows to her head.
So grateful for the care Ninja received, Russ, and his wife, Noel, included the College of Veterinary Medicine in their estate plans—a gift valued today at around $1 million. “Our gift is a reflection of the way we were treated at WSU,” said Russ. “Everyone—the doctors, students, main desk— all were totally wonderful to me.” […]
Wrigley was an active, loyal, outgoing dog. One fall day after running on the beach at Point No Point near Hansville, Wash., Greg B. noticed Wrigley was limping. Worried that he had sprained his leg or had a torn ligament, Greg contacted his friend, Dr. Jerry Demuth, at Summit Veterinary Referral Center who suggested he bring him in for an x-ray.
“All the signs pointed to osteosarcoma,” said Greg. Two days later his veterinarian did a bone biopsy and the next day it was confirmed that Wrigley had bone cancer.
