We all have fears.
I am afraid of spiders, 18 wheelers, big waves, alzheimer’s, flying in airplanes, poisonous snakes, and most republicans.
Tree is afraid of global warming, people who don’t believe in global warming, and getting splinters.
And little Kiki is afraid that one day the people that love her most will herd her into a taxi, take her to Clini-Pets, and then forcibly hold her down while a strange woman shaves her head, pokes her with a needle, and gouges out the flesh between her eyes.
Sadly, Kiki’s biggest fear came true.
Here was the situation:
Let’s take a closer look:
Pretty unsightly, even from a mommy’s perspective.
This growth appeared as soon as we crossed the border into Mexico last year, and everyday it seemed to get bigger. Even though most veterinarians told us that it looked benign, it was time to get it off of her face and into a laboratory for testing.
Step 1, before we even got in the taxi, was to dope Kiki up.
I didn’t want to let Kiki have general anesthesia because it can be dangerous for dogs, especially senior citizens like Kiki, but I also didn’t want her to be stone cold sober for the operation either. This meant that we were going to have to medicate her ourselves, however, because they just don’t offer anti-anxiety medication to dogs in Peru.
So, my beloved, dog-loving friend Reagan helped me figure out which pills in my arsenal would help Kiki not freak the F out, and at what dosage to give her them so that I didn’t accidentally overdose my baby. We decided on 1 mg of alpralozam, otherwise known as Xanax. This was perfect because I happened to have two 0.5mg pills in the first-aid kit! We gave Kiki the first one, and it seemed to do nothing, so we gave her the second, and that worked like a charm.
Look how happy she looks! Normally Kiki shakes like a scared bunny at the vets office or the groomers. Sometimes she gets so scared that she just shits, literally, as soon as we walk through the door. But not this time.
Step 2, shave the perimeter.
Look how big it looks now!
Step 3, inject local anesthetic.
Step 4, cut the growth off and put in a stitch.
During the surgery, Tree held her down and kept saying “Stay” and “Good Girl” in his deep Daddy voice while I stared in her eyes and sent telepathic messages telling her that she was going to be okay.
And she is A-Okay!!!.
The growth is on its way to Lima to be tested, just to be safe, but the vet said that it didn’t look like cancer, which alleviates my biggest fear of all–too big and scary to even write it down.
If any of you have dogs with vet/groomer anxiety, I highly recommend giving them Xanax. It made Kiki’s experience infinitely better, which in turn made our experience worlds better as well.
Thanks again Reagie for all of your help!