Friday I got devastating news that Little A has cancer. It is called a Mast Cell Tumor. The doctor thinks that I caught it very early, thankfully…but to be honest, it still hurts my heart that this little boy is about to begin a journey he has no idea about. His surgery is scheduled for Tuesday morning. They are hoping that it is isolated and that they can get clear margins. We won’t know until after surgery what grade level the cancer is. Apparently this is common in many breeds of dogs, Pugs included. It is just not as common that they appear in dogs as young as A.
I found the lump a week ago when I was petting him. I talked with a couple friends that are pet owners and got a vibe from several like “It’s no big deal, this is common. If it’s not bothering him, there’s no need to take him in…” Thankfully I chose not to listen to them and trust my gut that I needed to get it looked at. Knowing he hasn’t had a lump the size of a blueberry before, it was better to be safe than sorry.