Wednesday, February 13, 2013

So here's the girl

This was from yesterday.  Mike picked her up late afternoon and she just lay here in this spot most of the night, starting out into nothing, sometimes dozing, give or take a pee or two out the back on shaky legs.



She came through the op very well.  They tried just sedation, but ended up using a local anaesthetic.  Thank goodness they didn't have to go as far as a general anaesthetic.   She has a cut about 10cm long and some ugly looking stiches, but all good.

The vet said the lump was a nasty one, but it wasn't attached to any muscle or organ so that was a good thing, and it came out clean.  They've sent it away for analysis and we should find out soon.  In any case I know in my heart of hearts, even as traumatic as this was, that it was the right thing to do.

When we took her over to the vets in the morning yesterday and they took her out to one of the back rooms and I was left to sign my life away on the paper work (or more to the point, Molly's life away), I started crying.  The poor receptionist started tearing up, blaming me for crying.  Then one of our friends from town came in after us with her little dog, took one look at me and started crying.  Oh dear, three of us in a group hug.  Mike was just shaking his head in amazement.  And there was a wizened old farmer sitting in one of the waiting chairs looking at us aghast.  I turned to him and said "well do you want a hug too", I've never heard a "no" and a splutter offered up so quickly!

So today Molly is a lot better.  Her wound is a bit puffy but I guess that's to be expected.  She's wandering around more, but sleeping the rest of the time.  Lucky has been incredible with her, usually he's jumping all over her, wanting her to come out and play or offer some sort of resistence.  But no.  When Mike brought her home he sniffed her all over to make sure it was her, and since then he has been her shadow.  If Molly sits, he sits.  If Molly lays, he lays.  He's being so gentle with her and it's really so beautiful to watch, as if she's passing over the reigns to him.

Thanks for your thoughts, I really do appreciate them.  Probably a bit silly on my part, but Molly is my joy, she's my first ever dog and constant companion.  I don't know what I'd do without her.

3 comments:

Lynne said...

Thinking of you!

cassandramadge said...

Oh Carol, now I'm crying too reading this. So glad she got through the surgery ok, and here's hoping there's plenty of pep in the old girl still. We are about to go through the same thing with our Jess, I'm putting off taking her to the vets about a funny mole because I'm pretty sure I'm not going to like the answer.

These dogs of ours are so special to us, you could never be silly for caring so deeply for another creature.

big gentle <<>> for you and Molly. Very gentle ones for poor Molly. And an extra special treat for Lucky for being such a wonderful guy!!

Calico said...

I haven't stopped by your blog in ages but got to thinking about Molly and thought I would check in on you and your girl. Such a sad face here but I'm so happy she came through the surgery well and is on the mend now!!! Hugs to you both ( and Lucky for being such a caretaker) !!!