Big day today for my gal Jelly. She’s in for surgery – and a possible teeth cleaning while she’s under. Last month, I noticed a curious lump on her belly and made an appointment to have it checked out. Of course, by the time I brought her in, the mysterious lump had mysteriously disappeared. I dismissed it and didn’t think anything of it until a couple of weeks ago when it reappeared. And so, I brought her in again last week and, this time, tests confirmed it was a tumour. I instantly thought of my handsome pug Maximus who went through a similar ordeal. But, unlike Maximus, Jelly is in great spirits. Her appetite is unaffected and I take this as a good sign. The doctor won’t know the seriousness of the cancer (apparently, there are three stages) until they’ve removed the entire tumour and had it tested. But, first things first.
Jelly is an impressive 15. Despite her bad hips, she’s able to manage a half block walk every day. And then, when Bubba and Lulu go for a walk, she sits it out – but still comes along for the ride.
Anyway, as I await word, I leave you with a couple of doggy videos. You’re going to want to turn up the sound for this one…
And the gang eating peanut butter…
Will report back with an update once I hear word!
Jelly thanks you for your support.