my expensive dog
I love Toivo, but I swear
he's going to put me in the poor house. I guess I should have been
setting aside money for the last 10 years we've been together when his
vet bills were minimal. I've been very lucky with Toivo and Zoe -
apparently Finnish Spitzes are a good, healthy breed. Up until the last
18 months, all I ever needed to do for Toivo was take him to the vet
every six months for a check up. Oh, how I yearn for those inexpensive
days.
Back in March, you may remember, Toivo escaped from the backyard. (The tale involves a skunk and a stint in the county detainment center. It's worth a read if you missed it.) At the end of April, Toivo got loose again. A friend accidentally left the gate open and Toivo, apparently having an serious case of twilight-of-life wanderlust, took off again. I didn't write about it. At some point it started to feel like crying wolf - Toivo's gone! But he's back! But he's gone again! And now he's back! If people want to hear about it, I'd be glad to write about it, but for the purposes of this blog entry, just know that at the end of April Toivo took off for Mexico. When we brought him home he had NOT been sprayed by a skunk again (thank you Universe, for small favors) but he was pretty dirty and covered with stickers from his trek.
About a week and a half ago, Zac alerted me to a lump on Toivo's right side kind of near his rib cage. It was about the diameter of a quarter and it was soft. It almost looked like a blood blister. It didn't bother Toivo when we poked and prodded it and he wasn't scratching at it or anything. I just shrugged it off as the lumps that dogs sometimes get when they get old. I know our family cocker spaniel, Dusty, had all sorts of lumpy fatty deposits by the time he left us.
I had almost forgotten about the lump on Toivo until last Friday when I noticed that Toivo was licking the spot. I got down to take a look at it and it appeared different than the previous week. Now it had a greyish center to it, a little smaller than the size of a pencil eraser, and it was oozing something gross. Terrific. Just terrific. I figured it was some sort of infection so I called the vet and asked if they had any appointments that afternoon, since I had to go head over there anyway to pick up a refill of Toivo's epilepsy medication. They said they could squeeze us in so Toivo and I headed over to the vet's office to see what they could tell us.
Back in March, you may remember, Toivo escaped from the backyard. (The tale involves a skunk and a stint in the county detainment center. It's worth a read if you missed it.) At the end of April, Toivo got loose again. A friend accidentally left the gate open and Toivo, apparently having an serious case of twilight-of-life wanderlust, took off again. I didn't write about it. At some point it started to feel like crying wolf - Toivo's gone! But he's back! But he's gone again! And now he's back! If people want to hear about it, I'd be glad to write about it, but for the purposes of this blog entry, just know that at the end of April Toivo took off for Mexico. When we brought him home he had NOT been sprayed by a skunk again (thank you Universe, for small favors) but he was pretty dirty and covered with stickers from his trek.
About a week and a half ago, Zac alerted me to a lump on Toivo's right side kind of near his rib cage. It was about the diameter of a quarter and it was soft. It almost looked like a blood blister. It didn't bother Toivo when we poked and prodded it and he wasn't scratching at it or anything. I just shrugged it off as the lumps that dogs sometimes get when they get old. I know our family cocker spaniel, Dusty, had all sorts of lumpy fatty deposits by the time he left us.
I had almost forgotten about the lump on Toivo until last Friday when I noticed that Toivo was licking the spot. I got down to take a look at it and it appeared different than the previous week. Now it had a greyish center to it, a little smaller than the size of a pencil eraser, and it was oozing something gross. Terrific. Just terrific. I figured it was some sort of infection so I called the vet and asked if they had any appointments that afternoon, since I had to go head over there anyway to pick up a refill of Toivo's epilepsy medication. They said they could squeeze us in so Toivo and I headed over to the vet's office to see what they could tell us.
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