Chewy's Surgey

So, I went to my parent’s house one day and since I was there for awhile, I played with Chewy (my very first dog that was completely mine.. Jeric got her for me back in 2002). Anyhow, while we were playing I wanted a picture of her and wanted her to sit still. So I went to pick her up and that’s when I saw it. Large mass on her chest. We’re talking bigger than a golf ball here. I was so devastated.

The next day we took her to the vet immediately.

Luckily the Dr. said that she’s still very strong and can handle surgery. And that was all we needed to hear. We scheduled her surgery for the next day and left poor Chewy Bluey there over night. We also scheduled her for dental cleaning as well as spaying her (she was still producing milk!).

The next day was great news. The Dr. said she probably has quite a bit more mileage left in her. Apparently she was mighty feisty. LOL. They also did find two masses, both were cut out and thankfully neither of them had spread. They ended up being Stage I Carcinoma. Poor baby.

(current update)

Her cone is off, her wounds have healed and she is the Queen of doggies. LOL. She puts Derp in his place. Which is as it should be. Queens > Kings! Hahaha. I kid I kid. Seriously though. She barks at him and right now, he knows she means business and is actually respectful of her. We’ll see how long that lasts though.

Oh yah, we decided to keep her with us. I miss her! And now I can have her roam around as much as I want. Our home, our rules!