Sara is having surgery tomorrow to have a lump under her jaw removed. Nervous nelly momma here.
Last summer when Flo’s cardiac condition was diagnosed, her cardiologist gave us four months to a year. On Sunday Flo’s respirations increased and her breathing was a little more labored. I knew a visit to the vet was first in line for Monday morning.
Her heart has gotten a little bigger than the last x ray and she fluid on her lungs. The vet increased her lasix and she seems to be a little more comfortable.
While I was giving the dogs their morning run, I noticed that Joey was limping. A limp nearly always sends me into hysterics. They are rarely just a limp in our world. Joey will be 14 in May. Because he has always been so afraid of everything in his world, taking him to the vet is not an easy thing to do, in fact, to do anything with him involves some sedation. When I noticed a large lump behind his shoulder on his rib, I knew I had no choice but to take him a long with Flo.
The vet did x rays and a needle aspirate. We are still waiting for the biopsy results, but it’s about 95% conclusive we are looking at cancer. Because it is on the ribs, and Joey is so hard to do anything medical with and because he is nearly 14, we will do everything we can to keep him comfortable.
Just under Sara’s chin toward the back of her jaw is a hard, marble-sized lump. So yes, after taking Flo and Joey yesterday, it was back to the vet today with Sara. The vet did a needle aspirate and said that it wasn’t an infection, it is something we are going to have to surgically remove and we will send it in for a biopsy at that time.
Poor little Sara is scheduled for surgery January 2 unless it looks like it is getting bigger, in which case I will get her in sooner.
Fergie was one of the first dogs out after dinner and when she came in, she went to her penthouse. For whatever reason, this is the only space in the house she wants to be.
I guess a girl needs the penthouse suite.
I can’t believe our little Sara is turning 11 today. My dahling you look fabulous! Happy birthday Sara bera.
We spent a delightful day at my daughter Holly’s house. Both girls were there and it was awesome.
See the treat laying beside Sara? That is exactly how I feel. Nope, not one more bite.
Ok, so maybe we shouldn’t have called it a zoication.
Our vet thinks that Sara was probably bitten by a spider or some other bug.
I felt much better with that diagnosis, but that doesn’t help the panic it put us through last night. My only hope is that she squashed it the bugger in the process!
She’s still limping just a bit tonight, but she is so much better. The vet sent her home with antibiotics and benedryl.
Guess we’ll be keeping a closer eye for spiders this fall. I think it’s a little early for them to be moving in though.
Yesterday when we got home, Sara was having a harding time walking so of course, we raced over to the vet clinic with her. I am bordering somewhere between panicked paranoid and frazzled.
There wasn’t anything unusual on the tests. She was doing much better this morning and we thought we had jumped the gun.
Tonight when we got home, she has a huge swelling on her shoulder.
We need a break. This worrying is horrible.
She’ll be at the vet clinic as soon as they open their doors in the morning.
This time of year is always bittersweet for me. I am hardly ready for the leaves to fall from the trees and yet, I welcome the beautiful sunsets.
We are definitely enjoying the warm days and cool nights and mornings are the dogs. Sara is our little huntress. She loves the menagerie of squirrels and birds that frequent the acre. The evenings seem to bring the best times to search out the varmin.
Once the rain and the colder days return, the hunting won’t be as enjoyable.