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Hi everyone. On Monday 7/22, my 15 yr old Cocker Spaniel became a tripawd. Let me tell you about him. Taffy has had an enlarged heart now for many years, his heart is as big as his body. About 7 yrs ago we noticed a lump growing under his front right armpit. We took him to the vet, who said it was a fatty tumor, and because of the heart they felt it wasn’t necessary to operate, this lump just started growing, about 8-9 weeks ago, it busted through the skin, this time the vet said it was necessary to operate because of gangrene, but there was a chance he would not survive the anesthesia, but he did. 2 days went by, and his lung filled with fluid, we managed along with the vet, to clear this, another couple of days, and I noticed his right eye looked like he had a cataract, took him back, they examined him and determined his eye was filled with fluid, back under he went to have antibiotics put in, and third eyelid sewn down, after 10 days, it was determined the eye could not be saved back under he went to have the eye removed, he survived again. In the mean time the tumor started growing back very fast, and wasn’t allowing the skin to heal so we were left with the decision of the leg removal, all the while knowing he could pass on the table. We decided with every operation to take the 50/50 rather then just euthenizing him, if it was meant for him to leave it would be up to God. He once again survived. he had to have his leg, and shoulder blade removed because the tumor had grown internally, and externally, and attached itself to his shoulder, she wanted to make sure she removed everything so there was no chance of a return appearance. I was quite scared the first night, even though he was heavily medicated with morphine, I didn’t know what to expect, and perhaps this is how I found this site. Yesterday day #1 post surgery, we gave him morphine because he was whining around 3 a.m. and then we went from there, he started to walk around the kitchen, baby steps, my daughter made him diapers as we didn’t want him urinating on himself ( he’s on lasix, and pees a lot ) Last night we noticed he wanted to go outside, and we left the diaper on, and he squatted to pee, this morning he came in to wake me, we went out side, and he urinated out side, no diaper. he is truly amazing, and making great progress, it’s now day #2, we waited 16 hrs before he started whining, and gave him morphine for the night, so he would be comfy, and like I said he came in the living room to wake me. I love this little fella, and I’m truly in awe that he’s such a fighter. I’m confident that his journey will be good, and look forward to him enjoying the rest of his life. I want people to understand this was in no way a selfish decision, this was a 50/50 decision, and I left it in Gods hands. We also have a paralyzed Peke, who is in a wheel chair. God bless people who love their animals, and take care of them. I would hate to think where he would be today, if he had wound up with someone, who would think, and feel tat he’s JUST an animal, to me, he’s my baby, and my family. I also want to add that we kept his surroundings at home, as normal as possible, allowing the other two dogs to be with him. the first night we put them in another room, but we decided to bring them out yesterday, and keep everything as normal as before. Good luck to everyone, and once again, I love this site.
Welcome Kelly. Please consider starting a blog for Taffy or posting his story in the discussion forums where many more members are likely to see it and offer feedback.