We had one horrible shock on Saturday, we were playing with Pax on Saturday afternoon and when stroking Him we found a lump on the Lisk of the rear leg. We rang the Vet and they were finished and could not see Him till Monday, they made an appointment for fist thing this morning. We watched the snow and we began too panic. Sunday it did snow and it was there on Monday morning, all was now ice on the road.
This morning we had a slow drive to the town for Pax and His appointment, straight in the vet took samples and explained it was a fatty lump, just like His Dad and all was ok. Now we have time to talk about having the this removed in the New Year. We are still concerned although relieved. We now wonder all those negative thoughts over the weekend the upset it caused and the discomfort Pax felt as we kept checking it and showing how worried we were.
In a way we should have tried to not show our concern, all it did was upset both Me and Wife more worrying. The dog picked up on our concerns and He preferred to keep away from us. I think we must have also overdone the treats as many chews seemed to disappear into His basket.
I suppose the moral of this story is try not to worry until you know the results of the vets and for us GP. To worry just makes everyone a Drama Queen worrying about something that has been ok in the long run.
And Pax, He is having a nice chicken leg, He was more brave than both of us
BOB