Here she is, our 5 month old Jack Russell. Tazzie is what you expect when you hear her breed. Energetic, daring, naughty, and so lovable. She even rocks the cone which she's wearing because she developed a nasty, black-crusted "thing" on her haunch. It kept growing. Alarmed, we took her to the vet who looked at it and recommended a biopsy. In very rare cases, the rabies vaccine causes a sarcoma that grows from the muscle or bone near the injection site. Even more alarmed, we scheduled a biopsy and waited for the results. If the mass was cancer, she'd have to have her leg amputated. The day of the biopsy, she was as excited as ever to meet new people, running all over the examination room, wiggling during her examination and "kissing" the staff. When we picked her up after the procedure, she was one sorry puppy. All after noon she cried and groaned on my lap, while drooling from the anaesthetic. By nine o'clock that evening, she was well enough to race around and jump on our other dog and me. From that point, it was gung-ho. Gary and I are more distressed by the cone than she is. Business as usual; running, jumping, kamakaze down the basement stairs to see "the master." Then the phone call from the vet came. The biopsy results were in. Taz did not have a malignant growth. Instead she has a rare skin lesion, a histiocytoma, that dogs under three sometimes develop. It will shrink in time and might even disappear. Hurray. Now our only challenge is to keep her from pulling out her two stitches and prevent her from performing further removal of the mass. It is shrinking and she's helping it along by biting it off. (It's half gone.) But she's wearing a cone, right? She is and we keep it on but she's discovered how to "bunch" it up so she can get at her haunch. Thank goodness the stitches come out Tuesday.
Our old fella, Scruff, is a gentle shih tzu-dachshund cross and he's small. He had all his teeth out due to gum disease, yet he still tries to play with her and they do snuggle when Taz finally calms down.
I've been married a long time and often write about everyday events.