[Dailydrool] Pelly says "Thanks for the Drool!"

[L.K. Metzler]

The power of the Drool has done its magic again.  Thanks to all who slung some our direction yesterday.  Pelly is resting comfortably at the vetspital this weekend after spending 3 1/2 hours on the operating table having a dental and twelve (yes, 12!!) tumors/cysts removed.  VetLady Dr. Cherry says his teeth are absolutely gorgeous, and while he has had a rather odd haircut and looks a little like "Franken-Pelly", all of the tumors//cysts have clean margins and are off to be examined.  She is pretty confident that everything will be clear.  The largest cyst was about the size of a small tangerine, other tumors/cysts were quarter and 50-cent-piece sized but were mostly under the skin and difficult to determine the actual size from the surface.  Pelly has a history of having large flat cysts like these, so while the number is rather surprising, the sizes were not.  

We opted to leave Pelly with the vet for a few days to recuperate and
to avoid having "Nurse Jasmine" and "Nurse Addie" lick him to death and
run the risk of infecting his many suture stites. Pelly will come home
with a little suit to wear to cover his incisions while we wait for his
stitches to dissolve and/or be removed in two weeks.

On the home front, Pelly's "sisters" are absolutely bereft without him.  Both Mom and I have been examined, sniffed, inspected, sniffed, and "queried" as to Pelly's whereabouts.  They have run a complete search of the house, garage, our purses, shoes, and clothing and then repeated the cycle.  I felt a little silly sitting in the middle of the family room "explaining" to them that Pelly is at the vetspital and will return on Monday, but that I did--even showed them a calendar as a visual aid.   Oddly enough, they seemed satisfied with my explanation, but things have been very quiet today and I've noticed one or the other of them sniffing his big pillow.  

"Mr. P" was most unhappy with me yesterday morning when I wakened him early to go to our appointment.  He was grumpy about not getting his "night-night cookies" on Wednesday evening, and even more unhappy when he realized that breakfast was not to be.  Fortunately, when we arrived at the vetspital, all of Pelly's girlfriends were there to greet him and fuss over him while we filled out the paperwork and got him settled.  I've never been to a doctor's office--let alone a vet's office--where a welcoming committee of pretty young  technicians appeared upon entering the building.  Ol' Pelly is a real ladies' man, I guess.  He has girlfriends all over the place!  With his way with women, I am still baffled as to how someone could have dumped this dog on the side of the road and then left to sit in a shelter for nearly a month.  

Again, our thanks for the Drool.  We know it works well, and are slinging Thank You Drool right back.  

Lisa Metzler
Penelope, Jasmine, Pelly, and Addie-Lou Roo (It's too darned hot to be a Kangaroo today!)





L.K. Metzler
San Marcos, TX   toppogigio at yahoo.com     "A dog wags its tail with its heart." - Martin Buxbaum     "If dogs could talk it would take a lot of the fun out of owning one." -- Andy Rooney 
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