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Tending to my Dog
When it comes to medical intervention, I’m of a “less is more” mindset, but the time had come for my sweet Rose to go under the knife. Yesterday, she had a procedure to remove a cyst from her leg, which I’d put off for weeks hoping the growth would respond to antibiotics. Post-op, she’s doing great! I picked her up from the vet, expecting to have to ease Rose into my car. With no help from me, she jumped into the front seat, tail wagging all the way home. Whew. I’m relieved.
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Glad to hear that she’s feeling ok!
Thanks, Lola. As far as Rose is concerned, it’s like it never happened. Ah, to be a dog!
Her new nickname must be “Resilient Rose.”
Pets really can surprise us! My mom’s cat was thought to be a goner a couple of weeks ago, and Friday I stopped by the house to see him bolt up the cellar steps and bat around his favorite toy.
I might like to be a cat in my next life.
Sutures coming out Friday. Yay!
Glad to hear she is on the mend and doing well!
She just got the sutures out today. Done deal! Thanks.