Yesterday we got to go to my favorite place ever, Bear Creek Dog Park. It’s so awesome there! 25 acres of fenced in area to romp and play! Oh, I didn’t even mention the best part, a creek! I LOVE the creek! They also have an agility course that I like to play on sometimes, but didn’t get to this time cuz I was too busy smelling everything!
I wasn’t too interested in playing with the other pups, I just wanted to sniff and lay around, but guess what? I met a tripawd! He came up, sniffed my butt and then was off like lightening! Y’all weren’t kidding when you said you could get around great on 3 legs!
Mommies said I have to go to the groomer before my surgery to get extra clean and get a haircut. I guess that’s why I got to go play in the mud and water. Whatever the reason I’m sure glad we went! I had so much fun and was so tired after. Rock climbing, puddle jumping, creek laying, lots of walking and sniffing like crazy-now that’s a great weekend!
Mommies say June 14th is gonna be a big day. They said that’s when I’m having my surgery.
I guess they’re gonna drop me off in the morning and pick me up later on in the day. I don’t really want to be away from them but they keep telling me this is for my own good. When I come home I’m going to have a sleepover at my friend’s house, I had fun today stealing Sally’s bone when we were over there. We’re having a sleep over for a while so I can heal and not have to go up and down 24 steps to use the bathroom.
Thank you human friend Amy for letting me and Mommy stay with you and Sally.
Mommies took me to yet another vet this morning. They poked around on me (must be the favorite thing for vets to do) and talked to my mommies about my surgery. The new vet said something that made my mommies very excited: I don’t have to lose my leg (at least not at this point). They want to use a skin flap from my tummy to cover my knee, so there’s enough skin to go around after they take out the tumor that has everyone fussing over me. They tell me it will mean I have to spend less time recovering from surgery too, so I can get back to chasing squirrels quicker (the real priority here).
A little over a year ago one of my moms noticed a bump on my leg. I didn’t even realize it was there! It wasn’t bothering me at all but they made me go to the doctor anyway. The vet poked it with one of those sharp things, which kinda hurt, but I’m tough so I didn’t whine. She disappeared for a while and then came back and said it was nothing to be concerned with, but to keep an eye on it and if it got really big or seemed to bother me to come back in.
So about a year goes by, this thing is still on my leg but isn’t bothering me even though its gotten bigger. Mom says its time for my shots and that we have to go to the doctor again. I don’t necessarily dislike the vet, there’s just a lot of people I don’t know there, and that makes me pretty nervous.
The day we found out I have cancer.
The vet comes in and takes a look at my leg, seems a little concerned. Tells moms they want to poke it again. This time when the vet comes back and talks to my moms I hear them curse. Uh oh, guess its not good news. She said its not what she was really concerned about, but that it was definitely cancerous, she just couldn’t tell the exact type and that we needed a bigger sample to be sent off to some place called CSU.
This time they take me in the back, away from my mommies, and poke me extra. I was still tough and didn’t whine so they gave me some treats.
About a week goes by and mom said the vet called. It was a soft tissue sarcoma, most likely a fibrosarcoma, although they still couldn’t conclusively tell without a bigger biopsy of the bump. I guess because its right above my knee and with how big it is they can’t just cut it off. Something about margins and it just coming back worse. I don’t want to have a bunch of surgeries! Mom tells other mom that they have to do something called amputation. I’m not sure what that is, but mom’s have sure been fussing over me a lot lately!
They keep saying I’m going to become something called a ‘tripawd’ and that I’m going to get extra yummy stuff and toys. I’m all about the extra yummies and toys. I need a new squeaker, all of mine have been adequately destroyed.
Mom says she doesn’t know when this will happen, but that it’s gotta be soon. They’re worried I might start feeling pain soon, though I’m not sure why. I run laps around all those other dogs at the park and who do you think is keeping the squirrels at bay??
So far Mom has a special harness for me, I think its kinda weird, they tried to lift me up in it, whats that all about? She also keeps talking about building a “potty patch” so I don’t have to walk up and down the stairs. I don’t know about that….I’m supposed to go potty in the park or the courtyard, not on the balcony.
I guess some changes are coming. I don’t really like change. We’ll see how it goes.
