Cancer Is Fun

That's sarcasm, by the way. Cancer sucks, I hate cancer, cancer can go suck it.

Anyway.

When you have a dog, but especially when you have a dog who is a breed with a 50% occurrence of cancer in their lifetime, you learn to be vigilant. And by vigilant I mean you pick over your dog like a chimpanzee searching out ticks, and with good reason. So far, as you know, I've lost one dog to lymphoma, one to probable melanoma, and Brody's had the following removed:

• low grade melanoma on his lip (so far, so good)


• medium grade mast cell tumor resulting in loss of ear

I'm a big fan of Sue Ettinger's See Something Do Something initiative, and with good reason. Small masses are exponentially easier to deal with than large ones, for many reasons. It's a gift to be able to catch things early.

So it was with a resigned trepidation that I noticed, buried in the vast recesses of Brody's voluminous tail, yet another weird looking mass:

I don't like masses. They make me scream like I've seen a spider over the bed.

We went and visited Highlands Ranch Animal Hospital to get it checked out yesterday, where Brody was his usual charming self. By the time we left he had the entire waiting area sitting on the floor petting him. Such a ham.

The great thing about aspirating little masses is that, while not totally diagnostic, can often give you a good feel for what you're dealing with. In this case, no mast cells were noted. Why does this make me happy? Because he would probably have had to lose his tail and that would really really stink. The dog's got to keep some of his parts, right?

The mass is coming off while it's small enough to fully remove and still be able to close the skin over his tail. We are also going to send it in for pathology, which is essential for determining whether it's something you need to follow up on. I'll keep you posted.

I share all this in the hopes you too take a moment to go over your pet and check out the lumps and bumps while they're teeny. It's worth it! This is how we keep our pets around till they're old and grey.