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So my dog has a ginormous lump on his face that I'm hoping is a simple abcess but the vet sent a sample to the lab to be analyzed in case it's cancer.

I'm sitting in the exam room crying. Ottis has been with us for 9 years and I really don't want to admit he won't be with us for another 9. Usually I can handle these things, but for some reason this morning I can't. Another client asked if I'm ok as we left. I will be. I sat with Ottis in the car before leaving (before I get on the road I'd like to be capable of driving) and she came over to give me a hug and say she understands how hard it is.

The kindness of strangers undoes me every time. I can handle things (eventually) but when someone's nice to me? I'm a basket case.

Back to your regularly scheduled nonsense.