Last Tuesday I was told at our (former) vet here in Austin that Texan had a mast cell tumor that had to be removed immediately. He led me to believe that Tex would not make it and that we could try chemo therapy after the tumor was removed. He gave me a box of tissues and sent me on my way. I called my vet in Houston (we have been going to him since I was a kid with Cotton and
Texan's whole 7 years). Dr. Rick said that while it did need to be removed right away, it did not automatically mean that it was fatal. He said he's removed hundreds of these and many turn out to be low grade tumors and once they're removed, the dog goes on to live a happy long life. He also said that he'd just had to put a dog down that morning for the very same thing. Ryan came home to load up the car for us and Liam, Texan, Lexy and I were on our way to Houston. When we got there, Pappy met us at the vet where Tex got a "big boy" antihistamine shot and surgery was scheduled for early the next morning. I took him in at 6:30 while Granny watched Liam...sleep. Dr. Rick called after surgery to tell me that he got the entire thing off and from the looks of it, it didn't look like it spread. I could pick Texan up at 4:00. Time to wait...

Liam got some quality TV watching in with Pappy.

I told Liam not to worry and that his puppy would be home soon. We played, relaxed, and got some much needed nap time in.

It was such a nice day, we decided to spend some of our waiting outside.


When it was finally time to go pick Texan up Liam got to stay and hang out with Pappy and Aunt Sam. I expected to be carrying Tex out but he came running, and howling, into the room.

We were all very happy that he was back and surgery was over. He was exhausted and groggy from pain
meds.

That didn't stop him from getting up for dinner. It was good to see him moving around so well. At least the surgery was over. Now we just had to wait until Monday (5 days) for the pathology report.

Liam spent some more time outside with Pappy...

...and some time talking to Granny when she got home. Dr. Rick said it was okay for Texan to travel the next day so we were leaving in the morning to get home to Daddy.
After a long, not so sleep filled, 5 days I got a phone call from the vet. Good news!! It was a low grade tumor with clean lines. This means that it hadn't spread and has a very low likelihood of re
occurring. I explained this all to Liam and he is very thankful that he is going to have his buddy around for a very long time.