We made sure the day started as normal (apart from no breakfast), and Maggie had a spring in her step as we walked her round the Avenue where she performed both businesses. We got home and had another cup of tea before taking her in for 11 am.
We were allowed to stay with her as the pre med took effect, then Hubby carried her into the back room and laid her on a comfy pad in a cage. She looked so forlorn, Hubby told me to move away before I burst into tears! Not good for her to see me upset, though she was pretty dopey and just wanted to go back to sleep.
We received a phone call just after 1.30 to say she was OK and we could collect her in a couple of hours.
The vet had said originally he’d thought he would only be able to shave the growth back and it would be left open to heal, but today he told us he’d managed to stitch the wound after all so that was a relief.
The lump was about the size of a large marble and it’s possible he’s removed all of it, though we have decided against having another biopsy. Funny how the other vets had said they couldn’t remove it.
Whilst she was under, they cut her nails and cleaned her teeth, one of which fell out, so she’s going to be doing a Terry Thomas once she’s back to ‘smiling’.
We arrived just after 3 pm, and were given the low down of what had been done, what medication we were being given, and if there was any cause for concern, to ring them.
Maggie was brought in, a little unsteady on her feet but oh so pleased to see us! She immediately rolled over on her back for a tummy rub, and it was lovely to see her face was no longer misshapen.
The bill was considerably less than we’d anticipated, with no charge for the dental or nail work (some vets charge £50 – £100 for cleaning the teeth and £10 for nails), so we were well pleased, and have a follow up appointment on the 14th.
The receptionists said how lovely Maggie was and how hard it is to believe she is almost 14. They also said she’d had something to eat, so we shall make sure there’s fresh water, and if she wants anything later, it will be a scrambled egg so that it’s soft and not chewy.
On the way home, Maggie climbed on my lap and fell asleep, totally content.
Once indoors, she checked out our bed then the rest of the house and is now fast asleep on her cushion with her own baby tucked under her.
No doubt she’s glad to be home.
Photo: April 2018
This morning, we were talking to an elderly lady we have become friendly with who has a german shepherd. We mentioned Maggie’s surgery today and told her where we were going. She said he was a really good vet, and we’d made a wise choice. She doesn’t use the one here as she isn’t very impressed with them (I’m being polite here as she doesn’t mince words).