I had intended to write something cheery on such a beautiful autumn day but I have just received some troubling news.
I took my Willow Bear to the vet last week to have a biopsy taken from a lump on her back. I really did expect it to be a simple fatty lump, German shepherds are prone to those, but it turns out that it could be something a little more sinister.
The pathology results showed ‘Spindle cells’ which can often cause cancerous tumours in dogs, so my girl has to go under the knife. It could still be benign, fingers and everything else crossed, but we won’t know until it has been removed and sent back to the pathologist for analysis. The vet, who I might add is exceptionally good, assured me that a good amount of tissue will be taken from around the lump to make sure nothing is left behind…just in case, so the prognosis is good.
I must admit I am feeling very flat after receiving the phone call and the problem is this; how can I explain to Willow, an animal who loves me unconditionally and trusts me with her life, that I am about to give her to a relative stranger who will proceed to cut a sizable portion of flesh off her back, which will result in her suffering a substantial amount pain for several days. How can I do that?