Mom knows best
Friday I noticed Jack had a weird spot on his ear. So I metioned it to Mom on Sunday cuz it was starting to concern me. She said take him to the vet. I really, really didn't want to because Jack is like the world's worst car rider. The last time I had him in the car he tore threw the cardboard box and escaped to roam free about the car. Mom was unconvinced by these arguments, so I took Jack in today. First off he weighs 12 pounds now. Second the thing on his ear is essentially a blood blister. The problem being that because its on his ear there's apparently no way for it to heal naturally.
Tomorrow I get to go drop him off before 10, so they can lance his ear. Then they drain it and stitch a piece of x-ray film to it. I'm not sure why, I think mostly it acts as a split to keep his ear straight. Then he gets to wear the cone of shame for like 3 weeks while his ear heals. Mom knew best, he needed to get it taken care of, who knows what complications would have arisen if I hadn't taken him in. I just wish it didn't cost so much.
Tomorrow I get to go drop him off before 10, so they can lance his ear. Then they drain it and stitch a piece of x-ray film to it. I'm not sure why, I think mostly it acts as a split to keep his ear straight. Then he gets to wear the cone of shame for like 3 weeks while his ear heals. Mom knew best, he needed to get it taken care of, who knows what complications would have arisen if I hadn't taken him in. I just wish it didn't cost so much.