Had Spirit to the emergency vet today. Thought I was going to have to have him put down.
He was neutered when he was 6 (now 11.5) so had a very noticeable scrotal sac. But it was always just a big flap of skin. So you can imagine when, last night, I noticed that his scrotum was swollen that I became alarmed. Decided to sleep on it (not literally) and see how he looked this morning. Well, it was doubled in size, so called his vet. We decided that I should ice it a couple of times a day and watch to see if the swelling went down. Two hours later, the darn thing ruptured and was leaking blood. Called the vet back and we both thought it might be some kind of internal hemorrhage or maybe worse. And we both thought this might be the end of him. She was booked all day, so I called 4 other vets who were also not available. I really thought he was a goner at this point, but didn't want him to bleed out on me at home.
So off to the emergency vet. It took three people to pry him into the car (which he hates) for the journey there, where he got an ultrasound to look for masses or internal bleeding. I steeled myself for the worst, but it seems he somehow pinched his scrotum causing it to fill with blood and then rip open later. A small suture with some antibiotics and pain meds and he's back home again. Hope with no complications.
WHEW!!!
I have to admit that dozens of one liners, like "growing yourself a new set" have been going through my mind. And Spirit seems unusually happy, probably from having been repeatedly groped for the last day and a half. I guess "balls swell but ends well" sums up the day. Or some such thing. I'm sure there's a joke in there somewhere.
Just happy I can laugh about it now, 'cause I was plenty scared and am now giddy with exhaustion and prurient thoughts.
He was neutered when he was 6 (now 11.5) so had a very noticeable scrotal sac. But it was always just a big flap of skin. So you can imagine when, last night, I noticed that his scrotum was swollen that I became alarmed. Decided to sleep on it (not literally) and see how he looked this morning. Well, it was doubled in size, so called his vet. We decided that I should ice it a couple of times a day and watch to see if the swelling went down. Two hours later, the darn thing ruptured and was leaking blood. Called the vet back and we both thought it might be some kind of internal hemorrhage or maybe worse. And we both thought this might be the end of him. She was booked all day, so I called 4 other vets who were also not available. I really thought he was a goner at this point, but didn't want him to bleed out on me at home.
So off to the emergency vet. It took three people to pry him into the car (which he hates) for the journey there, where he got an ultrasound to look for masses or internal bleeding. I steeled myself for the worst, but it seems he somehow pinched his scrotum causing it to fill with blood and then rip open later. A small suture with some antibiotics and pain meds and he's back home again. Hope with no complications.
WHEW!!!
I have to admit that dozens of one liners, like "growing yourself a new set" have been going through my mind. And Spirit seems unusually happy, probably from having been repeatedly groped for the last day and a half. I guess "balls swell but ends well" sums up the day. Or some such thing. I'm sure there's a joke in there somewhere.
Just happy I can laugh about it now, 'cause I was plenty scared and am now giddy with exhaustion and prurient thoughts.
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