Tinker and I headed over to Leola for her yearly check up and vaccinations. Some minor shaking, as we sat there, but a few cookies helped assuage her fears : )
The Vet just thinks she is doing beautifully. He mentioned how beautiful her coat is several times. He said "If you looked at her from this angle (she was sitting with her back to him), you would never know she is the same dog as before." She looks great, she's acting great. Her weight is back up to just over 14lbs and he made sure to tell me not to let her get any heavier, which i knew. She has a nice thin layer of fat over her ribs, but you can still easily feel her ribs--perfect weight : )
She took her 2 shots like a trooper, she didn't even flinch. She has another little bump on her underside, but after taking several minutes for us to even find it, the Vet said that it's not a mammary tumor and is skin deep more or less. But he made sure i knew that if it changed in anyway, I was to get her back in ASAP. He doesn't want to do surgery on her any more than i want it to be done.
I love this vet, he's just very down to earth and practical. He's kind and gentle with her and thinks she is just the greatest little girl--which of course I love and know to be true : )
As we were leaving we had a little quorum as to Tink's age. And the decision was to set January of 1997 as her birth month and year. This will put her at 10 years of age, which is the general consensus among the vets and vet techs that she's been in contact with. And this makes me happy cause i'll have at least 5 more years with her : ) (Even though she's gonna live to be 35)
And the best bit--as we were leaving he said "now get outta here; i don't want to see you for another year." Now if that isn't good news, i don't know what is : )
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