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And you failed to mention this…why?!?!

I talked to Dr H last night and told him about my freak-out-worry situation over my (12-yr old) dog.  To which he responds, “Oh, but that’s been there.”

Excuse me?  WHAT?!

Apparently he noticed it when he was here a couple of weeks ago.  And he assumed I already knew about it.  Yeah, because I’m the type of person who is perfectly ok with the fact that my baby girl has a fooking tennis ball growing out of her chest.  Growl. 

I feel horrible that it has been there this long and I am just now finding it.  I’m not a belly-rubber.  And when she is laying around the house, it’s not really visible unless you are looking for it.  When she stands, her rib cage bows out anyway so between that and her fur, it’s not that obvious either.  But run your hand down her belly and you’ll encounter this gigantic THING hanging down.

I just don’t understand how he could NOT say ANY thing about it.  Even if he thought I knew, I’d think he would’ve been like, “Wow!  What IS that?”  Something. 

I don’t know if I’m being irrational or not but I am PISSED OFF that he didn’t say anything. 

What the hell is that?!

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.