Gypsy had what we thought was a tumor forming on her hip/loin. I initially was waiting to do surgery until the 28th, but on Friday it had started to develop a sort of point on it. So we knocked her out, aspirated it, nothing. Decided since she was already down, might as well do the surgery.

Deep in the muscle there was a pocket of puss and nasty gunk. It had made these little furrows in her muscle, her body was creating tracks to try to drain the infection out. We think its something from when she was bitten by the spider several years ago. Perhaps a speck of dirt, fur, something like that fell into the incision when she had surgery on it, and her body had just taken that long to create an abcess.

Regardless, it was a strange looking site. It had massive build up of scar tissue,and then the little furrows through her muscle, and the calcified bits of whatever that were in the abcess....I told the doctor it was spider eggs.

Anywho. That all went fine and quickly. She had a small, less than 1" long incision and drains. She was recovering in a kennel and I was checking on her every couple minutes. Literally, I left the room for less than two minutes, came back, and she was hemorraging and going into shock.

It was pure hell from then on. She was rushed back into surgery, I was about to pass out. She was hooked up to fluids and given a shot of Vitamin K, I felt sick. We had to cut the incision bigger to try to find where the blood was coming from. There was SO much blood. And it all came from this teeny, tiny, normally-would-not-be-bleeding-like-that vessel. We fixed it all up.

I stayed with her until almost 11pm that night. Luckily she was on propoflo both times she was knocked out, so she woke up very quickly after she was taken off the gas, and by the time I left she was completely and totally awake. She ate a little canned food, so I knew she was doing ok.

No more bleeding, but she did cry and cry and cry when I left. I still wish I would have stayed the night, since I was back at the clinic to check on her by 7am the next day.

Anywho. She took 30 years off my life, and I never, EVER want to experience something like that again.

But she did get a dental, and now she is minus a tooth and has a sparkly smile.