A Mexican Dog Story

18 Jun

Monday we took Cielo, our outside dog to the vet. Cielo adopted us about two years ago, moving into our construction site and living in our house before we did. We tried our darndest to get rid of him but he persisted and we relented.

He is a doberman with cropped tail and natural ears.  He is a free spirit and even though the yard is fenced, he finds a way out and comes and goes as he pleases. Truthfully there’s been times we’ve been afraid of him. He’s gotten aggressive when we’ve tried to examine his foot that was causing him pain. We give him a wide birth. Mostly he’s a big goof and loves his head scratched more than he likes to eat.


Lisa getting to know Cielo.

Two years ago when we decided he could stay, we took him on his only car ride, to be sterilized. I think he’s never forgiven us. Lately we have noticed a discharge from his penis tinged with blood and have been wanting to get him checked out. He also needs his vaccinations. It’s been low on my priority list and I’ve been hoping it would just fix itself. Well, it didn’t.


Floppy ears.

So I made an appointment and Monday was the day. He took one look at something strange in my hand, the leash, and took off running. With the help of our neighbor, we cornered him. I thought a treat would help, but he was having none of it. We managed to get him in the truck and off we went to see Veterinario Joel.

Dr. Joel had a muzzle which I suggested we use. Thank God. Cielo was not a happy camper. The diagnosis was tumors. Don’t ask me where they were located. The bloody glove had been inserted somewhere I didn’t want to see. So he’s now on chemo therapy, one treatment a week for four weeks. Monday’s bill was $33us. Each additional week is $22. The vet and I both scratched our heads at the origin of said tumors since they are sexually transmitted and Cielo has had no interest in that department for two years. Some things I just don’t have the Spanish for and frankly don’t need to comprehend.


Cielo means sky. My original painting.

I know we are bad pet parents for not taking care of this sooner. I saw Cielo after we returned and he came up to me with his little helicopter tail going. So I guess he forgives me. At least until tomorrow when we get to do it all over again. Treatment number two here we come.  DOS TORTAS


11 Responses to “A Mexican Dog Story”

  1. emilys72016 June 18, 2017 at 10:13 am #

    Awww, thank you for taking care of Cielo. Although he may not enjoy trips to the vet, ultimately it is a wonderful and generous thing you are doing for him.

    Liked by 2 people

    • afish25 June 18, 2017 at 10:26 am #

      He’s family. This having dogs is all new for us.


  2. Karen June 18, 2017 at 11:15 am #

    With limited dog language skills, it is hard for us to understand when something is not right. But they are pretty good at saying “I love you” and that is better than many humans are capable of. You are loving Cielo back. Love to all of you.

    Liked by 1 person

    • afish25 June 18, 2017 at 11:44 am #

      He’s a good boy. And he loves us loving on him.


  3. Andrea Blair June 18, 2017 at 3:19 pm #

    Love the humor in this post! And I can’t believe the price of the chemo pills – what a deal. Maybe medical tourism for dogs will become a thing??

    Liked by 1 person

    • afish25 June 18, 2017 at 10:25 pm #

      Thanks Andrea. Life here is one brick chuckle. The chemo is administered intravenously. The price is ridiculous.


  4. Jack Scott June 19, 2017 at 9:04 am #

    Amazing. Someone with less care might have had him put down.


  5. kim June 19, 2017 at 9:40 am #

    cielo is lucky to have two loving moms


    • afish25 June 19, 2017 at 10:33 am #

      And Alice and well, Cielo has people.


  6. fabiolaofmexico June 19, 2017 at 5:59 pm #

    Congrats on being such caring people! My husband is a veterinarian and I know tumors aren’t easy to take care of. Most people will just rather put the poor dog to sleep instead of giving him chemo. Hope Cielo gets better soon!

    Liked by 1 person

    • afish25 June 19, 2017 at 6:09 pm #

      Never occurred to us to put him down, treatment seems easy enough.

      Liked by 1 person

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