No Vet Trip and a Good laugh
 

My roommate emailed me at work yesterday and said while bathing Lily she felt a huge lump on her behind. She glanced and seen a fleshy substance, but Lily dances around so much, she could not tell how bad it was. So I contacted my superiors to inform them of my dilemma and got the rest of the afternoon off. I raced home as I had an appointment with the vet within the hour. Driving was sickening slow as I envisioned what this horrible growth could be, praying fervently she did not have cancer. ( Lost my Cassie to it).

Well I slammed my car into park and lit into the house. I had my roommate hold her so I could get a quick look at this mass growing on her behind.

I started laughing hysterically. This huge lump was her little whoohoo, all swollen, because she was coming into HEAT. LOL

My poor roommate was so embarrassed. LOL She had never had a female dog, nor any dog, but the ones she's been exposed to were male. She did not know they would swell up like that.

I was relieved to say the least!!

Enjoy your day off with your little lady! ;)

:lol tearsoh my gosh :) thankgod it turned out nothing to worry about :D how embarrasing though he he :) love jill n poppy xx :aimeeyork

LOL I can imagine your hysteria then your laughter:p

I wish all stories had such a happy ending.

what a laugh i had reading this,,,, so funny :D

Wow, that is funny! But I sure hope you are planning on spaying her soon.

Sorry to hear about Cassie. What kind of cancer did she have?

oh I feel for your poor room mate, glad this story had a happy ending xo

Me too, had to be scary for her.

I guess this is one way to get the day off from work, I am glad that your lil girl is ok and it was nothing serious;)

Thanks everyone and I'm glad you all got a kick out it as I did. I'm not planning to spay Lily yet. I have not decided what I will do at this point. I know all the good, the bad and the ugly as I've owned Yorkies nearly 20 years now.

Cassie was 9 and kept digging at her neck. Frequent trips to the vet to tell me she had allergies. The last few times I told the vet that I thought there was a lump in her neck area. He assured me I was ....... uhmm mistaken....no lump. This went on for a year..or a bit under. Then one Sat she seemed to really be digging at herself ( after shots, food changes, etc) I went to another vet just to see what they said. In two minutes that vet said, well she had a lump in her neck glad and we will need to biopsy. My heart sank as she relayed that if this was what she thought it was, it was not a good outcome. She also noted she had a mammary tumor. O......k..........
So biopsys took place and the dreaded call came in after the lab results confirmed it as a fast moving lymphatic cancer. They said they could keep her somewhat comfy for the next six weeks. I was heartbroken when I said, well she is digging at it like it itches. The vet looked at me with sadness and said I am so sorry to relay this, but she is not itching, she is in pain!. I was heartsick. I put her down the next Sat. I had to have my son drive me, as I knew I would be unable too. My 6foot 4" baby boy held me, while I held Cassie and they administered what would be the drug to cease her last breath. I don't think I've ever been so heartsick in my life and I was wracked with sobs I could not contain, but I was determined my little girl would have the one person who loved her most, be with her when she went to Rainbow Bridge. We had to stay for quite a while I held the little treasure that had given me so much happiness in those 9 years and had a hard time believing my little love bug was gone. Plus the anger that I did not follow my gut so many months previous when I felt that lump.

So all this was swirling in my brain as I raced home to face another heartwrenching experience, but as you can tell, the laughter just poured out as the relief swept over me.......LOL

Thanks everyone and I'm glad you all got a kick out it as I did. I'm not planning to spay Lily yet. I have not decided what I will do at this point. I know all the good, the bad and the ugly as I've owned Yorkies nearly 20 years now.

Cassie was 9 and kept digging at her neck. Frequent trips to the vet to tell me she had allergies. The last few times I told the vet that I thought there was a lump in her neck area. He assured me I was ....... uhmm mistaken....no lump. This went on for a year..or a bit under. Then one Sat she seemed to really be digging at herself ( after shots, food changes, etc) I went to another vet just to see what they said. In two minutes that vet said, well she had a lump in her neck glad and we will need to biopsy. My heart sank as she relayed that if this was what she thought it was, it was not a good outcome. She also noted she had a mammary tumor. O......k..........
So biopsys took place and the dreaded call came in after the lab results confirmed it as a fast moving lymphatic cancer. They said they could keep her somewhat comfy for the next six weeks. I was heartbroken when I said, well she is digging at it like it itches. The vet looked at me with sadness and said I am so sorry to relay this, but she is not itching, she is in pain!. I was heartsick. I put her down the next Sat. I had to have my son drive me, as I knew I would be unable too. My 6foot 4" baby boy held me, while I held Cassie and they administered what would be the drug to cease her last breath. I don't think I've ever been so heartsick in my life and I was wracked with sobs I could not contain, but I was determined my little girl would have the one person who loved her most, be with her when she went to Rainbow Bridge. We had to stay for quite a while I held the little treasure that had given me so much happiness in those 9 years and had a hard time believing my little love bug was gone. Plus the anger that I did not follow my gut so many months previous when I felt that lump.

So all this was swirling in my brain as I raced home to face another heartwrenching experience, but as you can tell, the laughter just poured out as the relief swept over me.......LOL

Having always spayed my dogs before their first heat, I would have freaked out at this, too.

Your story made me cry :( My Rat Terrier and Cocker Spaniel are older.... 16 and 12 and I dread the day I have to make that decision.

I'm so glad it was a false alarm with your baby :)