A Lost Friend

My mommy went shopping this morning and she came back 5 minutes later with a new dog! She said that the dog was running across the street near the park and it didn't have a collar on. I wonder why it didn't have a collar because I love my blue collar since it makes jingling noises when I walk!

The dog was a girl and it growled at me when it came into MY house! I sniffed at it, but I got kind of jealous because my mommy was holding the new dog and not me :( The dog kept growling at me and it didn't want to play with me. My mommy put the dog into the gated area and it started drinking MY water! My mommy couldn't locate the owner and she said that she went down the block near the school knocking on each door and showing the picture of the lost dog. She had to finally call Animal Control because it had no tags and we were going to    grandma's house tonight to spend the night.

The nice man who looked like a police man came and took the lost dog away. I hope that it has a microchip so they can call the owner. I would hate to be lost like her. I nicknamed her Growling Meanie because it kept growling at me and taking my stuff. It would growl at me every time I walked by her and she was sleeping on MY soft rug! I'm glad to be my mommy's only baby again.

After Surgery Day 22

On Thursday, my grammy took me for a walk at night and while walking, I saw something on the ground so I ate it while nobody was looking. When I got home, my tummy hurt so I threw up. Out came the thing that I had eaten and my mommy called it a huge peach pit. I ate my dinner, but I didn't feel well so I threw up again. I then continued to throw up all night and my mommy used up 2 rolls of paper towels to clean up all of my throw ups. My mommy thought I was going to die and I felt like it too.

By 1 am, my mommy said that if I thew up one more time, she was going to take me to the ER. I didn't want to go there and I was really tired, so I tried to not throw up anymore. I fell asleep but I woke up every hour and made some funny noises.

I woke up at 7 am and miraculously my tummy didn't hurt anymore. I was really hungry so when my mommy woke up, I happily greeted her and told her that I was hungry. She didn't feed me breakfast because we had to go see my vet again, so I was sad. I've been there at least once a week for the past month now. When I got there, I howled from the parking lot to let them know that I had arrived. The vet gave me some shots because I was dehydrated, but she said that I could eat again, so I was very happy.

I've learned my lesson and I promise not to each peach pits again.

After Surgery Day 11

My mommy was giving me a belly rub when she realized that I had no hair on my belly! I forgot to tell her that the vet shaved my belly yesterday when they did ultrasound. She said that I look funny without hair because I'm so hairy everywhere else.

I'm feeling much stronger and my scar is almost totally healed. It started to itch a lot, so I've been using the side of my crate to rub against it because I can't lick it due to my lampshade. The darn lampshade!! My mommy is putting some cream on it so it doesn't itch as much, but I'd rather lick it or bite it to make it feel better.

After Surgery Day 10

Today was the day that I went in to get my staples removed. They also did ultrasound on my tummy to make sure that I did not have any other tumors inside of me. Good news! They looked at my inside organs and saw that everything was tumor free! Whoohoo! I am a cancer survivor, just like my daddy! We both have battle scars too. He has his on his torso, and I have mine on my leg.

My mommy is going to change my diet too so that I'm not eating the bad commercial dog foods anymore. Did you know that most dog foods are grain based because it's cheap, but that's what tumors eat and thrive on? So, if you are feeding your dog commercial dog foods, please check the first 3 ingredients to make sure that they are NOT grain based (wheat, corn, flour, etc). You can also check here to see a rating of your dog food. http://www.dogfoodadvisor.com/dog-food-reviews/brand/

As you can see, I still have my dreaded lampshade on. The doctor said that I still needed to keep 5 more staples in for 4 more days, so I have to continue to wear this thing on my head. Can I say how much I hate this thing?! But, thanks to my stickers, at least I'm styling!

After Surgery Day 7

I can't believe that it's been a whole week since I've had my surgery. It's also only been 2 weeks since my mom first discovered my little cyst. Life sure can change in just a few days.

My vet called and said that the biopsy came back with the result being Stage 2 with clean margins. That means that my vet did a good job of taking out the mast tumor and the margins were clean with no bad cells being detected. Hopefully, the tumor is all gone and it won't hurt me anymore. Maybe that's why I started vomiting early in the mornings that week. My mom thought that I was just hungry and that was causing me to barf bile in the mornings. It could be that the tumor was causing my stomach to produce more acids.

The staples are still there and it itches like crazy now. I've been trying to get at it, but my lampshade keeps blocking me. I've learned to use my crate to stretch and use leverage to try to reach my scar, but It's still a little bit too far away. Darn you, lampshade!

One good thing that my lampshade can do is hold my monkey for me. Look mom, no hands!

After Surgery Day 2

So it's been 2 days since my mast tumor surgery, and I'm feeling much better. This morning, I woke up and I had more energy. I was finally able to poop this morning, which is good because I guess the anesthesia made me constipated for 2 days. But, I pooped again in the afternoon and it was diarrhea. My dad had to clean me up. Sorry, dad. I then pooped this evening, so I'm a pooping machine!

My mom says that my scar looks clean, so that's good. I've also been taking Pepcid AC at night and I haven't been vomiting in the morning ever since. I still hate my lampshade and it's hard for me to move around without bumping into things. My mom put some stickers on my lampshade so at least I've accessorized! 10 more days until I get my stitches out. I can't wait!

Cyst = Mast Tumor

The vet said that the tests came back saying my cyst is a mast tumor, so he suggested getting it surgically removed. My surgery was today and they took out my cyst. They made me go to sleep during the surgery.

After I woke up, I had this lampshade on my head that I hate. It makes me look like a conehead and I bump into things. My scar looks ugly and they even shaved some hair off of me. I have to have the lampshade on my head for 2 weeks. Sigh.