Boogie Blogging Friday - Clubfoot Edition

Friday, November 19, 2010
Poor Boogie. He's had a minor wound on one of his pads for the last couple weeks. It was in a tough spot, and when we got home from Chicago and it still hadn't healed much, so off to the vet we went.

His doctor is concerned with not only the slow healing, but the wound's appearance and the way in which it appears to be healing. An external examination suggests Boogs may have a tumor growing in there, although the smear sample was inconclusive. So as a first step, Boogie has been forbidden from walkies and is now wearing this fine padded bandage to take the pressure of the wound in order to give it a chance to heal well. He goes back this afternoon to have the bandage changed and the wound re-examined. Hopefully it'll be healing nicely, and we can move along smartly.

But if it's not, then the vet may have to perform a minor procedure on the pad that will allow him to put in sutures. The vet would also do a biopsy at this time to either confirm or deny that whole "tumor" thing. Giant Schnauzers are quite susceptible to toe tumors, so this is a real concern for him.

I'm not freaking out just yet, since we really don't have enough information to justify me running around naked with my hair on fire. But I have the pre-freakout jitters. Boogie isn't a young dog anymore, and I dread the inevitable.

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Update: The vet reports that there has been no appreciable healing, and that he believes the sore is a lesion rather than a wound. As such, his opinion is that it won't heal properly without surgical intervention. Boogie is scheduled for surgery on Tuesday morning, and the vet plans on sending the lesion to pathology for a biopsy.

7 comments:

Mrs. Bitch said...

Oh, Janiece, you have my sympathy for the jitters.

I stood in the vet's office sobbing like an idiot with Bozz (my old Dane) because I was positive he had hip dysplasia and would need to be put down before he started suffering too much. It was just old-man-dog creaks and pains, and although he slowed down a bit and we couldn't let him run hard anymore, he lived on for a couple more years and made it to 11, which is a good ripe age for those breeds.

Good luck with Boogs and keep us posted.

Anne C. said...

Forbidden walkies!?!?!?!?!?

Poor Boogie!

(And poor Janiece for the worries. I can't imagine the big yellow house without the big lug in it.)

Random Michelle K said...

WAH!

Poor Boogie!

Hugs to both of you.

Janiece said...

Anne, nor can I.

Juan Federico said...

"...me running around naked with my hair on fire."

ROFL

Sorry to hear about Boogie though. I'll light a candle when I get home tonite.

Stacey said...

poor Boogie and poor you! We will think good thoughts and await your update.

Eric said...

I hope the big guy's okay, Janiece.