Well, I live alone, except for my best buddy, Max, so I shop for the two of us. I had picked out a 46" flat panel TV and decided I'd pick it up after Jan. 1 to avoid the crowds.
Monday of this week I had Max in for a checkup and the Vet found several lumps; Max, being a Boxer, has had a history of them in the past. Several were large and the biopsy revealed they were cancerous.
The directive given the Vet was to treat Max as if he was her own dog; to proceed with the surgery only if his life could be one of quality, not just longer. This type of decision is not about an owner's selfish interests...at least not in my book.
Yesterday he went in for surgery and had 14 cysts and tumors removed, some as small as your little fingernail and a couple up to quarter size. All of these surfaced since his last scan in August. Today he's resting on his bed in the living room (snoring up a storm)!
At this point the prognosis is quite good. The pathology report will hopefully confirm that a good margin was in place around each nodule that was removed. If all goes as we hope, Max may very well have several more very good years; time for a LOT of top down rides in the country.
When presented the bill the technician was almost apologetic; I told her not to worry "...I was going to buy a TV, but that can wait. I'll get it next year...AND...Max and I can watch it together.
A great Christmas for me...and Max!
Ray