Yesterday, the Spousal Equivalent was petting the Misty.
He found a lump under her fur.
Cue me freaking out!
This is my baby! She's only 7! I can't lose her now!
(Because I always jump to the worst conclusion... see below)
I called the vet. They said that she needs to be seen, bit it's not an emergency and not to panic.
Well, I'm panicking.
We're also going in tomorrow to see what's going on with my puppy.
But I might not sleep until the vet also says that it's nothing.