Hershey had a lump on the side of his jaw. It started small and we thought maybe a bad tooth. It didn't respond to antibiotics and continued to grow so the vet came and drew off some fluid for a biopsy, but the results came back inconclusive.
X-ray showed something that wasn't involving the jaw and as it was growing quickly and starting to affect his ability to eat, we decided to go in surgically in hopes it was just a weird pocket of infection...but knew that it was most likely not.
The surgery was scheduled for yesterday and luckily we were able to do it on the farm. Shipping one sheep into a clinic is very stressful. I'd told Hershey what we were going to do and that we were going to try to fix him but even if we couldn't, it would be okay.
It was a very aggressive malignant tumor...and we did the hard right thing. And it will be okay...eventually.
Hershey
May 2013 - October 2019
I picked this picture not only because it was one of my favorites, but also because it's been so long since he's been chocolate colored (his first shear only) that it's fun to remember why he was named Hershey. There is a lot fun to remember about Hershey.
Now for a head's up. The next two posts are not going to be any easier to read. I'm posting them all in a row tonight and separately because they all deserve their own posts and I don't want to drag it out over three days.
It will all be okay...eventually.
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