The operation was done yesterday and it went smoothly. The spot where they amputated him looks worse than it really is. He also had his body x-rayed and it showed no other unusual growths, which means that the cancer never spread. In hindsight, perhaps it was a good thing the lump wasn’t cut out when I first discovered it back in December. Otherwise, Snoop wouldn’t have had these past 6 months with his 4 limbs to run around with. It was a blessing in disguise, but probably also lucky that the tumour was not aggressive.
When I picked him up at the clinic this morning, he had a lot of energy though it was weird seeing him hop around on his three legs. I think he was still trying to run, but at least he didn’t fall down.
The painkillers and sedatives kicked in soon after we reached home and he’s been sleeping ever since. I will get a video of him in motion when he’s not so groggy.
At the moment, it feels like a heavy weight has been lifted off me and my mood has changed for the better. Was talking to Blinkymummy last night about our pets and I said, “I read that in a situation like mine, humans feel more about it than the animal would.” To which she said, “That’s expected because we impose our values on our pets.”
She’s right. They enrich our lives so much being a part of our families, that we tend to think of them as more than just animals. In the end, all they really need is food, shelter and lots of love and company. And there’s lots of those in our household. 🙂