Sassy cats — Sasha and the surgeon

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Sasha here. It was a dreadful week. The portal to hell came out. You know what that means. Someone is going to the vet. My money was on Morgan, but I lost. The peep kept whining about “fasting.” That is a terrible thing. It means no food! It turned out it was me. She was going to starve me and stuff me in the portal.

On Wednesday, the peep got up at 5 a.m. to feed us all. Highly unusual but we deserve it. She stumbled to the kitchen twitching her eyeballs. It was pitch dark outside. She jiggled the dishes and just like magic all three of us appeared. She didn’t give us our full breakfast but enough. She waited until we ate, picked up all the food and went back to bed grumbling about having goldfish next time around.

When she really got up, she didn’t feed us. We were all in position but eventually we gave up and continued our post breakfast nap which had already started. There were no munchies all day.

In the middle of the afternoon, she stuffed me in the portal to hell and put me in the car. I protested. Loudly. This is when the fun started.

We were going to a “special” vet who would evaluate a lump on my neck. It was where Gus had his surgery, so they knew the location but were sure there was a quicker way. Ha! After many wrong turns, missed roads, loud words and double the time, we pulled into the parking lot.

The place was filled with dogs. Huge ginormous dogs. The peep couldn’t control herself. She asked the owner of one of the ponies (seriously it was that big) what breed it was. It was an Irish Wolfhound. Very well mannered but he weighed more than the peep. She could have saddled up!

Back to me. A new vet (the peep thought he was a hunk – what’s a hunk?) did things to my body that make me blush. It was not good. He was very handsy. I felt violated! Ever been with one of those guys? Good thing Gus wasn’t there.

He said there was no way to definitively know if the lump was benign without removing it and sending it to the lab. It was too small for a needle biopsy, and an ultrasound wouldn’t be reliable. It was “freestanding” without any attachments to tissue underneath the skin and he ruled out lymph node issues. It is “elective” surgery (whatever that means) and the peep could watch it or remove it. The peep, who is not a fan of lumps, bumps and barnacles, is leaning to remove it but she’s waiting for the quote. The vet said it would be a “no big deal” surgery except that I would be under anesthesia with those risks.

As for the fasting, since it’s not happening soon, the pre-surgery blood tests were put off until a decision was made and a date picked. All the drama and trauma on fasting for nothing!

As soon as the vet took his hands off me, I bolted off the table and climbed into the portal to hell. (The peeps laughed.)

Nothing more until next year and we’ll see if the peep faints when she sees the quote. When I came home, I had to smell everything. I was rewarded for being so good with a big meal! I rewarded the peep by not throwing it up!

Gus and Sasha canoodling at the fireplace afterward!

The peep’s notes: Sasha was unusually subdued on the ride. No opera arias! I sat with her in the back seat to calm her. She slept on the way home. Maybe she’s mellowing. We’ll see next time the portal to hell comes out. The fasting was hard because the vet practice wanted a 12 hour fast and the appointment was at 2 p.m. An overnight fast is much easier than a daytime fast. I did a 9 hour fast and it was unneeded.

Have a great and lump free weekend!

47 thoughts on “Sassy cats — Sasha and the surgeon”

  1. Oh Sasha – so sorry for your dreadful day! (I picture her laying on her side on a divan with the back of her paw on her forehead when she says that!) But hopefully it will help you stay healthy and fabulous for years to come 🙂

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  6. Sasha, well that was a hassle and a half and going without food for nothing – what a bummer! You know the Peep will decide what is best for you, even if you don’t like the Hunk and maybe have a return trip, but not ’til after Christmas, so you are free to find the mistletoe and Gus in that order.

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  8. I had that happen with Max when we lived in Florida. His lump was the size of a quarter. We had it removed and it turned out to be benign. I don’t remember if they sedated him (2014), but I’m guessing they must have. The day after that surgery is when the hubs had the “feet accident.” I hope all goes well with Sasha. It really sucks that they have to be so invasive just to check to make sure it’s not dangerous.

    Stay warm out there.

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  10. Good to get this part out of the way and not be hurried about moving on with anything just yet. Just let out a big sigh and enjoy your weekend. I can’t believe she jumped in the portal from hell at the vet’s office. But she was smart… she knew she was going back home to Gus… and to FOOD! Makes me smile to see Gus and Sasha together in front of the fireplace♥

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  14. Aww poor Sasha, but yay on no opera from her on the ride. 😅 She felt calmer with you beside her. 💕
    I hope the lump is nothing and that you can feel peace about what decision to make. Glad it can wait until the New Year. Yay on the feast when she got back and I hope you treated yourself to a tasty treat as well. 😊

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  17. Poor Sasha………happy to hear that the hunk isn’t overly concerned about the lump, but it’s always best to check it out. I agree with the peep – I’m not a fan of lumps and bumps of any kind.

    Hopefully you can all enjoy your holidays peacefully.

    Hugs – Pauleen (and Smokey, Poppy & Daisy)

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  18. Oh gosh…..a heck of a not-fun adventure for all of you but it was good to see the doctor (especially if he was a hunk) and to know that the “expert” thinks it’s not something to worry about. That gives you time……doesn’t sound like Sasha is uncomfortable (and that photo of her and her main squeeze in front of the fireplace proves that!)………. At least you can relax a little and enjoy the holiday. All of you deserve that for sure………….

    Hugs, Pam (and Teddy)

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    • Yes, it relieved the immediate worry although I’d like it gone. We’ll see how I feel when the quote comes through. It doesn’t affect how she feels or acts. It’s more a “me” thing.

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