I was giving my dog a bath earlier today when I felt an ENORMOUS lump on her chest. Bigger than a golfball. Hanging off her chest. I screamed and cussed and basically freaked out. Finished washing all of the soap off of her and then cried my eyes out as I ran in the house to find the number for the vet.
When I called, of course they were already gone for the day. I got the number for an emergency animal hospital and was about to call them. Instead, I ended up dialing my parents’ number. Dad answered and I was blubbering all over again. After explaining it to him, he convinced me it would be ok to wait until Monday to get her in to see the vet. It doesn’t seem to be bothering her, hasn’t affected her mood or behavior, and she doesn’t mind me touching it (although I mind! I think it hurts me more than it hurts her).
So I’m just keeping my eye on her and trying not to worry myself sick between now and Monday.