Saw a dog tonight with a mammary tumor bigger than two fists. But that wasn't the most impressive part. The tumor had burst (always a bad sign) and that's why we got to see the dog tonight. The pic is comparable to what we saw, though it was on a Rott cross, and, obviously, open and bleeding.
Just remember, with the amount of sickness and death those of us in my line of work see on a daily basis, we end up with a rather twisted sense of humor. And 'interesting' takes on a whole new meaning with us!
Other than that, it was an easy and fixable night at the clinic. A much needed reprieve from the crazy weekend! We only saw the tumor dog, a dog with an allergic reaction, and a cat who just needed her stitches rechecked. Lots of phone calls, but no one interested in coming in.
So a short post tonight! And sorry if the picture disturbs anyone, but the top of my blog does say 'Not just stories with ribcages in them!' And I wasnt just talking about Firefly when I put that there! :-P
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