I got a phonecall this morning that upset me-NOT because it was before 8am on a holiday, but because it made me very sad.
Apparently, Lil Bay(also known as the Island Princess)-Daddy's puppy(whom he luved dearly and called me 3x's per day for two years to tell me) and now Lorry's dog, has a mass in her abdomen larger than the average person's fist.
There is no telling at this point if it is operable and it is more than likely cancerous :(
Tomorrow morning she will return to the vet in Hollywood for an ultra sound and we will know more then.
Thing is, she is acting perfectly normally, with the exception of becoming a seriously picky eater. She doesn't appear to be in distress or pain(thankfully).
At 9 years old, this puppy has been MORE than luved..........like you would NOT believe, and I am crying for us............but if it is determined that there is NOT anything to be done, as long as she continues to be Baylee, I am okay. Because ultimately, when the time comes, she gets to go to Heaven to be with my Daddy............
How bad can that be????
Because everyone knows, "he luvs HIS puppy"
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