My poor guy. His eye surgery is finally almost here tomorrow. He has a benign growth on his lower eyelid. It's been there for two years, but it partially ulcerated almost three weeks ago. He has blood work today to make sure he can have surgery in the morning. We had to wait for the vet to have a laser surgery appointment open. I didn't want the more invasive flap surgery. He has only been mildly bothered, but it's an infection risk, and will only get worse eventually. I hate having him go through another surgery. Any big day out really knocks him down. He ran about 100 feet yesterday. His first real day "back" since chemo last Wednesday. Now he'll feel crappy and not eat for a few days yet again. Plus he'll be in a cone for another 10 days. 

His scans for osteosarcoma are in two weeks. I'm trying so hard not to stress about that. He's not showing any of the severe signs of spread that his oncologist told us to look for. Or any minor ones either. I know I can't keep him forever, but he's still happy, and I have to hold on to that. I'll post a picture once I get home.