|"Thank woo for the prayers & positive thoughts."|
Well, dear readers, this will be a bit wordy of a Wordless Wednesday. It's been a long night. While echoes of "Happy Birthday" are still ringing in the air from our Pupsters Wolf, Chloe, and Bandit turning "8" yesterday, today my boy goes into the vet hospital for surgery. So, once again, I am on that wild emotional roller coaster ride. I want off this crazy ride. Before my mother's health decline and passing in November, and before Gibson so suddenly fell ill with Hemangiosarcoma and had to be set free during surgery nine days before Christmas, Gib's younger brother, my baby,Wolf, had been checked for some lumps I had found on him, too. He has two on his body - one on his side and one on his belly, and two tiny ones inside his mouth in the fold of the gums. While the aspiration shows the external ones as fatty, our vet does not like the location of it as the fear that it may become invasive and get into the muscle. Before that occurs - she recommend removal of it, and the others. With life basically throwing up in my lap since November, Wolf's surgery was tentatively agreed upon for January. Since the definite date for the surgery was made two weeks ago, I have been trying to once again fight off the worry demons; and now the day has arrived. My baby boy goes into surgery today.
To say I'm anxious is an understatement. Especially after Gibson, and with Wolf's past surgery when an innocent papilloma turned out to be a huge growth, thankfully not cancerous (see post HERE).
Once again, I ask for you to join us in a #pawcircle of prayers, positive thoughts, and healing vibes for my baby boy Wolf that his surgery will go smooth and successfully, and for God to guide the hands of his vet team, so that there will be a positive outcome and Wolf will be back home and on his way to recovery.
Man, I hate lumps.
to be strong in tough times."