Cabal Is Home and Lola Is Going Camping...
Morning! Bet you weren't expecting me quite this early, but here we are. Nothing like falling asleep by 10:30 to get a girl up early.
The big news of course, is that Cabal came home yesterday. Poor little Frankendog! And the good news of the big news is that the operation seems to have been very successful, at least from the view that they knew what they wanted to do, and were able to do it.
The Doctors were able to remove a mass from his neck, which was pressing down on his spine. It was an odd mass, and we won't have the test results back for a few days yet. It was not a MASS OF DEADLY CANCER TUMOR. I asked. Right away. Those are apparently much easier to identify. If you are a Doctor, they tell me you see it and think "Wow, there's a mass of deadly cancer tumor." They didn't.
It's more likely something that grew after the poor guy spent three years on a choke chain, chained to a barn. I know how nuts he goes when Fed Ex drives up (Or anyone other than us) and can imagine the same thing happened at his old home. The location is right.
He does need to be kept quiet for the next 6-8 weeks. No playing, no running, no outside off leash, no walks, no jarring his neck in any way. At which point he will need a second operation for a torn tendon in his back leg, the same as he had a couple years ago on his other leg. And he will then need to be kept quiet for another 6 weeks.
(We don't know how the torn tendon happened, these things do, and they can do it easily, and with no symptoms for a long period of time, only gradually being noticeable.)
The next two weeks are the crucial ones, while his spine heals.
I'm not sure if this was the worst possible time to have acquired Lola, or the best.
We can't sit her down and explain why she can't play with her friend. All we can do is give her a lot of attention and love, without him. Boss has moved down onto the first floor. We've set up an office, and bedroom, added latches to doors. (Him being home this summer one of those things you are just grateful for) We need to see how things go. Cabal may come to my house at some point.
(Which will work better than you think it might, an added door or two and it can work.)
We'll have to see.
Meanwhile, Miss Lola met Horses last night. Not my horse, but the herd at Horsetrainer Mels, where Lola also got reacquainted with her friend Pearl. It went pretty well, which I am glad about, because Miss Lola is coming Horse Camping with me this weekend.
Now that I am an experienced Camper (remember, I went camping overnight a few weeks ago? Nothing to it.) I feel confident that it will go well. I have a new tent. I will remember to bring pillows. I am a better rider.
Me, three horse Friends, two small children, six horses, Pearl and a half trained puppy.
What could go wrong?
I actually feel better about having her along.
In a word: BEARS. (remember the BEARS? Not that we saw any, but the info board at the campground seemed very BEAR oriented and concerned that campers knew what to do if they encountered a BEAR. Mostly, it seemed, one ought to hope the BEAR was in a good mood.)
Like they are going to mess with Lola?
I think not.
Love and Dogs,