More: My loving friend died in June from splenic hemangiosarcoma. He was fine one day, chasing critters and pointing, and collapsed the next. He was gone a month later. He was the epitome of a field dog. I have never seen another like him and probably never will. He was like watching art in motion when he ran. But he also loved as deeply as he hunted. He would want us to find a way to prevent, detect and/or treat this horrible canine cancer.