Today 1 of Fred's buddies - roomie I suppose, came home from the vet. Reggie (Sir Reginald The 1st), one of our boxers - almost 4 yrs old, had a little surgery.
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The kids found a bit of a growth on his right rear leg. Better safe than sorry, my wife took him to the vet and had it removed. We'll know if it was actually cancerous in about 2 weeks. They have to put a piece of it in a peetree (not sure how to spell that) dish and it takes that long for it to grow.
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Vet says "No excessive activity for 10 days" ... ummmmm... he's a boxer. Do any of you have any idea what Boxers are like? Nothing but fuzzy balls of super high energy! Plus he lives with another Boxer - Rocky, a hyper Yorkshire Terrier (Yorkie) and of course Fred.
So - OK, Fred's no fireball but he can bounce around for a few minutes when he's excited.
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He's not liking being carried down the front steps to go out for business. And he's really not liking being in his doggie cage. But, the vet says to keep him as confined as possible and away from his buddies so his leg can heal. Too much fun and his stitches could pop - and we don't want that.
A couple of days may frustrate him a little - but once he's had a chance to heal a bit, he'll be back to tearing around the yard as usual.
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