The hardest decision we've had to make. If it wasn't weeping we'd say just let it be. It wasn't hurting her, it wasn't painful at all. But we have to go by the vet's recommendation.
She's about 14 now. I look at her wandering around here at the moment and she has no idea that tomorrow night she's going to be in a world of fuzzy pain. Sweet darling girl. I made this scrap page on the weekend in amongst many tears I've been shedding for my girl.
Credits Designer Digitals.
See, I guess the reason I'm really antsy about it this time, is that last time she had a growth on her side, a small growth, perhaps the size of a malteser, it was 2006 and this was the result. Yep, all those stitches for the size of a malteser, incredible. She was 6 years younger too.
So please think good and positive thoughts for my girl, and send me strength because quite frankly I think I'm going to be a basket case. :-(