Our puppy boy- Old Man Dexter- is sick. Yes, he’s 12 years old. Yes, he’s had lots of surgeries and vet visits for a wide variety of needs but we’re still sad.
The doctor is uncertain if he has cancer or simply a blood clot. They said 99% likely it’s cancer but they will give us 2 weeks to see if he passes the blood clot through urine.
My husband’s words:
Please say a prayer for Dexter. I’ve had him most of my adult life, and can’t recall much of it before him. He is my son in the truest sense of the word.
We discovered today that he has a mass growing in his bladder, along with very large calcium deposits. It is likely a cancerous tumor. It may be a blood clot, but the odds are very low (99/100 the vets told me) . We’re trying meds to help him pass it if it is indeed a blood clot, after which time we will and take him back in two weeks for an ultrasound to see if it has decreased in size.
I am not ok right now. I want my son to be well.