I am so sorry to hear such disheartening stories about SCC in the UK. Here in the States, I was told the same things by "regular" vets, "sorry, no cure", and decided to become my dog's biggest advocate. Vetrinary medicine is changing so fast, and it's so important to see the best oncologist you can. It's a scary, unknown world when our beloved dogs have cancer, and helping them to fight the battle is just the beginning. When I would look at Dylan, his happy face, I realized that I needed to take his approach at life. To live each day to the fullest, smile and have fun, and not worry about what the future would hold. He is such a sensitive dog, that he knows when I am worried, and I wanted his life to be one big party, no matter what the outcome. So we, too, played, danced, took long walks, basically we spoiled him rotten. He barks for food? Guess what, he gets it. He barks for a walk, guess what, we go. But, I, too, know that cancer is an incidious disease, and no matter how hard they tried to get every single cancer cell, there may still be some floating around inside him somewhere. But, Dylan doesn't know that, and he enoys the moment he is in. When he gives me the "look" that life has become a burden, I know it will be time to help him cross the bridge. I hope and pray for you all going through this. Our dogs give us so much, that we need to do what we can, when we can. You'll know when it's time to let go, knowing your heart will break. This is something we all go through when we open our hearts and lives to these wonderful creatures. God bless.