We took Cole in this morning and he is in great shape other than the tumor so he was approved for the amputation. His surgery started about an hour and a half ago and should be about halfway through. I was so sure of this last night. I would look at his leg and the now visible lump there and wish we could get that evil thing off of him as soon as possible but as soon as we were at the office, my brain was still sure and my heart was screaming with doubt. I am still feeling that doubt even though I know this is what is best for him. I will feel a little better when he is out of surgery. We just called to check on him and he is doing well under the anesthesia. They are just about ready to start closing. He was really scared when they took him back and put him in the kennel this morning and they gave him an anti-anxiety drug to help him and he did well with that. It kills me to hear he was scared. He wouldn’t walk back to the kennel area without us so we had to walk with him and I wanted to just curl up with him and hold him.
We left Ella with our friends and their dog while we went to the appointment. She has been looking for him since we got back. She won’t eat and seems really nervous. Ella skipping a meal is unheard of so I know she is stressed. I wish I could explain this to her. This is from the day a few weeks ago when they got their new bed and refused to move for 45 minutes. They sat like this and sighed and groaned. I can’t wait until we can go pick him up. It will be so weird not having him here tonight. I think one of us will be sleeping with Ella.
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