Sunday, June 6, 2010

Miss Piggy

Chloe has a tumor.  It's in her butt.  I wish I was joking but I'm not.  It was about grape sized when discovered three to four months ago and now it's almost the size of a plum.  The biopsy showed benign but it's going to block her bum and she won't be able to poop.  Which is bad.

I may be considering a pretty sad thing someday soon.  I may be able to have the tumor removed but that would make her incontinent (and she's already peeing everywhere about every five minutes).

Chloe is 15 and a half years old.  Pretty good for a dog that my vet told me wouldn't last past ten (when she was diagnosed with epilepsy).

I love my little "Miss Piggy".


  1. Aww poor baby. I had some friends who had a dog with paralyzed hindquarters from a tumor, and they kept her in doggy diapers and had a whole routine going to keep her clean. She had a little wheeled cart for her hind legs and ran around for a whole year longer than predicted, just as happy as a clam. Luckily, my friend was able to retire and could stay home to take care of the dog, but it is a huge investment of time and energy.

  2. Stew-be-doo...I'm so sorry. I hope you don't have to make that decision anytime too soon. Hopefully you can enjoy a lovely summer together first.

  3. Yeah wouldn't it figure that Chloe would end up with a tumor IN HER BUTT?!?!?!?!?! I am pretty much a peace with it. When the time comes I think I'll know. She is a great dog and has been with me through a lot of stuff. I kind of took her for granted with other rescue dogs that took my attention but she's always been there for me. I love her. Always will. And she loves me. And she's very happy. That's all I can ask for.


Be nice. Get a sense of humor. Deal people.