We put a bootie on her paw, which she ate, and a bad-tasting spray, which she also ate, licking it off like it was chicken. I hesitated calling my vet because he seemed to have done such a poor job, and all the other vets in town are booked up because of people adopting cats and dogs during the pandemic. Finally her licking started to drive me crazy and I called for an appointment.
We went this morning. He agrees with me that the tumor has come back, and also agrees that it’s beyond his expertise at this point, so I got an appointment with a more specialized vet practice for next week. Poor dog. One good thing is that the cone doesn’t seem to bother her — it’s just another inexplicable thing her humans do, and she ignores it and concentrates on more important things, like food.
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