We had during this time lost two precious pets..Simba who was shot and killed in the September and Merlin who lost his battle with Feline Aids a week prior to xmas.
Not long into the new year I was cuddling Doc when I felt a huge lump right near his front armpit..i felt sick.
We are always cuddling the animals so this was a big and recent lump that I had not seen or felt before.
My heart sank,i felt cold ..hubby and I could not bear the thought that we could be about to face another animal tragedy.
I booked Doc in to our vet for the first appointment of the next day.
We took him down and our vet (where we used to live) Dr Findlay ..felt the lump and looked quite concerned,he said he didn’t like the way this had just appeared and wanted to get in and have a look.
Dr Findlay was never a vet to cut first and ask questions later..so the concern he felt only made us more fearful.
Doc was booked in for an exploratory the next morning.
When we took him down Dr Findlay assured us he would let us know straight away what was going on the moment he knew…he looked so worried,he knew what we had been through recently and I think he dreaded having to give us bad news.
He did the xray on poor Simba to find out why he had died and he was the one who had to tell us he had ben shot,he also was the one who helped us get Merlin to the Rainbow Bridge when his fight with Feline aids finally took it’s toll…he knew we would be shattered at more bad news.
I spent the morning in a daze..i could not concentrate on anything,hubby and I just sat in the loungeroom waiting with Forrest for the call.
We got the call early afternoon from an obviously relieved Dr Findlay who said…it’s a grass seed!
He said it was so deeply imbedded that the surrounding tissue had abscessed and was very messy.
I could not hide my relief and burst into tears..i didn’t even consider a grass seed as he is a shorthaired dog and I thought that with brushing and cuddling etc I would have noticed!…
I did recall that he was rubbing himself more than usual on the carpet..which he did all the time..and this must have pushed it into his coat and then skin…as it got more irritating he must have rubbed it in further…but like I said this is so normal for Doc..to rub and roll all over the carpet.
We picked him up in the afternoon…he had the cone of shame..antibiotics a drainage tube that looked like pasta and a massive amount of stitches…poor little guy..i burst into tears again..and bless him he licked them away..
Dr Findlay was beaming ..he knew we were relieved and then he grinned broadly and said…
“Now just keep him quiet for a few weeks” this always entertained Dr Findlay…he knew this was a case of goodluck!
Anyone with a fox terrier knows they have two speeds…flatout or asleep…yep keep him quiet!!!
Forrest was so glad to see him..he sniffed him all over..licked his face and settled down next to him on their beds in the loungeroom..you see Forrest paced until Doc came home..he might be bigger but Doc is older and still Forrests Pack alpha..
So again much as when Doc had his Knee reconstruction..i slept on the dog beds with the boys for the next couple of nights..Doc with his head cradled in the crook of my arm sending it numb…and Forrest spooned on the other side of me snoring like a sailor.
So this is one of my many thankful moments..thankful that Doc was still with us thankful that our Vet was such a caring man and animal advocate and thankful that I can share with people the importance of checking for grass seeds even in short coated dogs.