My poor dog

Texas my cocker had surgery today. He had to be neutered and also had a big infected mass cell that was also infected. He had a big bump near the top of his tail on his hind quarters. Because of his general blood work and testing, he was in the normal range as far as health goes. In fact the vet said that he was in great health, so she didn’t think the mass cell was cancer.

To send the mass away to have tested would cost so very much money that we knew we couldn’t afford. And the vet told us that if we found anymore lumps to bring him in right away, but she also said by the look of the mass that it didn’t look like cancer. I pray it isn’t and doesn’t spread.

The stitches are bothering the poor little guy and I can tell he of course hurts because he keeps growling at me when I try to look at the wounds to make sure they aren’t or don’t get infected. He’ll have to go back to the vets and keep on his medication for ten to fourteen days, and then he gets his stitches out.

To the vets we go

My Cocker needs to go to the vet, and both of us are dreading it. He has what is called, “cherry eye”, meaning the lower lid, (Cocker spaniels have two on each eye), sort of popped out. It’s not harmful and there virtually is nothing to be done about it, but he needs it looked at about twice a year. It’s a hereditary condition, and the vet could put a small stitch in it to hold it in place, but 8 times out of 10, the stitch doesn’t hold. His eyesight isn’t threatened enough for him to have this surgery and believe me, it is very pricey. So, we’ll go to the vet, get him checked out, and he’ll cop an attitude with me for a few days, as he always does. This guy has a mind of his own and sometimes it’s scary how human he can be.