Holly was scheduled for her 3rd chemo treatment today. We got a call from the vet this morning telling us her white blood cell counts were too low so we need to put it off for a week. Her counts were 1073 – he said the low end of normal is 3000 and they want them to be at least 2000 before chemo. So we’ll do another blood test on Monday and if all looks good then her 3rd chemo will be the next day.
The good news is that no one told Holly that something’s not quite right. She ate breakfast and dinner with some enthusiasm today, and was good at performing her jobs around the house – she barked at the mailman, barked at a dog walking down the street, chased a squirrel out of the yard, and monitored cheese drawer activity. We even played a rousing game of “where’s mommy?” (she gets some cheese everytime she finds me – no wonder she loves this game!) She gave me lots of kisses, and her tail was at “full mast” most of the day – all good signs, I know. I just hate it that this awful disease comes along and one little call makes you remember that all is not completely right inside even though all the external signs are awesome. Sigh. So I enjoyed all the little kisses I got today, and she got some extra scratches behind her ears and extra treats. With a 2 day celebration of her ampuversary and now another day of extra treats and scratches and rubs, I think she may think this is now the way to live her life!