My tumor developed a scab and shrunk considerably over the weekend. When the People took me in for surgery today, the Vet decided to hold off and see if it completely disappears in a week or so. The Woman was very happy. I'm happy too, because I don't want to meet Mr. Chris's girlfriend for the first time with a big bald patch on my back. She'll think I'm some kind of freak or something! I am so excited to go to Mr. Chris's this weekend! I'm gonna puggle that lady real good!
The People found a lump on my back last night, and the Woman freaked out. I went to the Veterinarian today, and he doesn't think it is cancer, but he wants to remove it and have it biopsied anyway. He says he's pretty sure it's jut a papilloma, but he wants to make sure it isn't a Mast Cell Tumor. My surgery is scheduled for Monday. The Woman, of course, is freaking out over it. She knows someone at her work whose dog died under anesthesia, and of course she's afraid that the same thing will happen to me. I'm sure it's a rare thing to happen though, and I will be fine. Plus, I'll have an awesome scar to show off to the Chewb when I see her on Monday! Battle wound!
The people are going on vacation next week to New York City, and I get to spend the week at Mr. Chris's house! I am really excited. Mr. Chris has a girlfriend, and his girlfriend has a Basset Hound lady dog! I'm excited to meet them both ... one of them is going to get a very special surprise from me ... I'll let you speculate as to which one that is. Hint - she has long floppy ears.
So my Birthday went pretty well. The People took me to the pet store at lunch, and I got a new froggy toy and some greenies. I know I read somewhere that greenies killed some dogs, but they're worth the risk. I love them like I have never loved another chew treat. Later that day, the Mailman delivered a package, and I got to sniff him and stuff. He wished me a happy Birthday. It was cool. After work, the People took me for a nice walk around the neighborhood. I got to pee on stuff I have never peed on before - it was fun. Later that night, I got me some cheesecake! Oh, it was so good. It had strawberries on top of it and more calories than I get in a whole week. I wish I had more birthdays. The People have been eating the rest of the cheesecake all week long, but I did not get any more. They say it isn't my Birthday cake when my Birthday is over - it's just regular cheesecake now, and the dog doesn't get cheesecake. Phooey on them ... All in all, I am pleased with my Birthday celebration. I didn't get that bath the Woman promised me, but that's ok. Maybe I'll get one next year...
Location: Asheville, North Carolina, United States
I live in the beautiful mountains of Asheville, North Carolina, and I am an ornery little pugger. Although I am only awake about 3 hours each day, I work a whole lot of mischief into each and every minute.
