Chex
This is gonna be brief. I'll give more details later. I really can't right now.
I dropped Chex off and headed to work. The vet called me there: the lump, they were fairly sure, was a tumor underneath the abscess. They needed to amputate the tip of his wing to make sure they got it all--the last two cetimeters. I said okay. The vet called back about ten minutes later; they thought maybe it had matasiazied to his lungs, weakening his breathing. Whatever the cause, he'd stopped breathing while under anesthetic, and died.
I asked for an autopsy, and they discovered that the cancer hadn't spread to his lungs (they're sure now it was cancer, which was REALLY weird, given his age), but he did have a weak heart. The vet wrapped him up for me so I could take him home, without having to look at his autopsied little body. They cleaned up his little head for me, and that's sticking out of the sock they put him in, so I can see that. He's at my house in Guelph right now. I'm in TO.
*hugs*
J
I dropped Chex off and headed to work. The vet called me there: the lump, they were fairly sure, was a tumor underneath the abscess. They needed to amputate the tip of his wing to make sure they got it all--the last two cetimeters. I said okay. The vet called back about ten minutes later; they thought maybe it had matasiazied to his lungs, weakening his breathing. Whatever the cause, he'd stopped breathing while under anesthetic, and died.
I asked for an autopsy, and they discovered that the cancer hadn't spread to his lungs (they're sure now it was cancer, which was REALLY weird, given his age), but he did have a weak heart. The vet wrapped him up for me so I could take him home, without having to look at his autopsied little body. They cleaned up his little head for me, and that's sticking out of the sock they put him in, so I can see that. He's at my house in Guelph right now. I'm in TO.
*hugs*
J