Sad days here at the moment. Our 11 y/o sheltie Kelsie started having seizures early this morning. Took her to the vet, where they did x-ray and there is a massive growth and build up of fluids in her abdomen.
She’s booked in for exploratory surgery on Friday, it’s a slim chance that (a) the growth will be benign and treatable or (b) she’ll come out of the anaesthetic, due to her age.
Hubby is pretty cut up about it, the vet broke the bad news to him over the phone as he was heading off to work. I picked Kelsie up later and it was pretty much up to me to weigh it all up and make the decision about booking her in for surgery. She’s not in pain at the moment but with the fluid build up it is only a matter of time. I hope I’ve done the right thing.
Hubby is taking the day off work tomorrow so we can give her lots of kisses and cuddles before she has to go back to the vet.
Unfortunately things didn’t go so well for Kel yesterday and we lost her. H and I had a good cry together. It is hard to believe she is gone, it happened so suddenly. I am just so glad that she wasn’t in any pain and we had a chance to say goodbye.
Kel’s mother Gemma went yesterday, just over a month after Kel.