Well it is me Julie again, and it has been a long day.  Woke up yesterday
am and realized Cash was having trouble peeing.  Well I called the vet and
made an appt for this morning.  Only one he had.  Anyway Allen called in to
work so he could be there and I thought that was sweet.  Anyway- We got up
at 8:30 and got the boys ready.  I took them both as they both have been
having some diarrhea also.  We got there and he picked up Tango first and
said that his spleen is getting bigger but not to serious yet.  He picked
up Cash, and his eyes rolled.  He said "He cant wait- it has to be today or
he will die".  The surgery was to be at 11:00 since that is what time they
closed today.  He asked if I wanted to be in there while he did the surgery
and I said yes as I didnt know if would get through it or not.  At 11:30
we were in there and he was being cut.  He had a golf ball size bladder
totally full, and looked very painful, his pancreas and other organs looked
real good, and his adrenal gland had a small rubber sized tumor on it.  He
took it off and is going to biopsy it.  He said that the prostate will
hopefully get back to a normal size now.  Anyway, they sewed him up and he
couldnt wake up.  Real out of it.  Was alive, just real tired.  They put
him an incubator and I stood there and would try to stimulate him to wake
him up, but not to much response.  He eventually gave him something for the
pain, and I kept trying to get him to wake up.  He said that with his age
it would affect his waking up quicker.  So he said they were going to take
him with them.  I said where, and he said they were going to Atlanta for
Christmas, and he didnt want to leave him by himself.  I thought that was
real sweet.  He said he would call me tongiht but he hasnt yet.  Doubt he
will now as it is so late.  I am so worried about my little guy and hope he
is having a good time considering the pain.  His brother knows he is gone
for a trip, so for Christmas I introduced him to my other 4 babies- One st
a time.  My 2 girls wanted to kill him and the boys protected him.  I came
to the rescue a couple of times, and now they are all sleeping in one bed
all wrapped up around each other.  I guess my guys remember me telling them
about what his brother had gone through and that they need to be nice to
him and welcome him to the family.
 
All is going well in the family and hope his brother will coming home real
soon.  We all miss him.  He is a little trooper.  I will let you all know
when he gets home.  Have a great holiday and kiss all the fuzzies, and keep
mine in your hearts.  Thank you
 
Julie and her crew -1 temporarily
[Posted in FML issue 2908]