
So... I had to go to the vet TWICE this week.
The first vet visit was the ER and while we like the vets there very much, it's not a fun place to have to go. I had xrays, which FREAK ME OUT. The noises the processor makes is god-awful.
Then while there, everyone brings up my little warty thing that I started licking. Turns out it's suspicious looking. :-( Tuesday I went to our regular vet...we like her, too! She could not get over how fuzzy I am since taking the melatonin she suggested!!! But she also took samples of the fluid in the wart, so please keep your paws crossed that it's not anything serious like cancer. Ma and Da (me, too) are nervous wrecks!
The biggest thing is I hafta go back on woof watchers. I think I can still have me a hot dog once in a while (We all know the consequences if those get cut out completely BOL; see photo above of me HIJACKING the OSCAR MEYER MOBILE!) but ma and da have cut back on the food and increased my green beans and walkies.
ciao for now...
