Amber foster dog... is more complicated.I knew when I agreed to foster her that she had a big lump on one leg. Tests on this lump have so far been inconclusive, but it's looking like the leg will need to be amputated - if an x-ray finds that the tumour hasn't spread inside her body.
Only it's not that simple. A few days after Amber arrived with us, Az started getting very interested in her and (despite his 14 years and wobbly legs) trying to hump her. Az is not normally a humpy dog - the only dog I've ever known him try to hump was a foster dog who was in season. Az was neutered when he was 4ish, so there's no chance of pups - but of course Amber got out overnight a couple of days after she arrived here, and we also don't know what contact she had with other dogs before she got here. There were no physical signs of a season, but, I learn, sometimes there aren't any physical signs. And she was jumping around flirting like nobody's business with Brythen (who had no idea what was going on. This confirms my suspicion that Brythen was neutered when he was a bit too young really).
So I trogged her off to the vet for a projesterone test, and then 10 days later, another test - both of which showed raised projesterone, suggesting that she is entire and either in season, or pregnant. Oh joy. There is no way she can or should have to go through pregnancy and rearing pups given her age/condition/situation, so either she needs a missmate injection (abortion) followed by a spay, followed by leg amputation, or possibly just an immediate spay before the pups develop, with x ray to check for tumour, then a leg operation later, or maybe even spay and leg amputation all together. Faced with this conundrum, the vet has decided to consult a senior colleague, so I'm waiting to hear their recommendation tomorrow.
Presumably because this isn't enough of a tangle, Amber also has a horrible case of the runs, and is on antibiotics for that. Thank god for the Vax carpet cleaner, that's all I'm saying. Oh yes, and Amber also has a nasty case of separation anxiety and is going to need an owner who will be around the place most of the time, I think. And she's decided that she is MY dog and is clinging to me desperately, poor little soul.
Not that Amber is at all bothered by any of this. Amber is a happy dog.