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…but regardless, it’s fucking adorable.
You should see her juggle,
…since her surgery a little over a month ago.
In a word: WONDERFULLY.
Mr. Fabulous’ oral melanoma was “highly spreadable” with over a 90% chance of the cancer appearing elsewhere in her body. After a plethora of tests (including lung X-rays, lymph node aspirates, and more poking and prodding than I’m sure she cared for), for right now at least, it appears as if the cancer hadn’t spread. In the doctor’s words: “This is a best-case scenario of a horrible situation.”
Of course, that isn’t to say it won’t pop up again somewhere down the road, but for right now we’re just happy to have her here.
Her scars, both internally on her gums/maxilla and externally on her lip, have healed wonderfully, and other than a grinning smirk (which honestly just looks kind of badass) you would never know she went through a highly invasive, three-hour-long surgery.
To be read: Though this was a shitballs situation, we’ve been extremely fortunate with the outcome so far.
As of today, she’s received three of a series of four vaccinations, which further cut down on the chances of the cancer spreading. After her fourth vaccination in two weeks, she’ll receive checkups every three months for the next year. After that, she will be reassessed and a new checkup schedule will be chosen.
All of this is to say that this is a process, obviously, and we’re just approaching and dealing with it one step at a time.
So how is Mr. Fabulous recovering? Well, we’re back to balancing things on her head, so she must be doing pretty damn well.
Thanks to everyone for their love and support. If Mr. Fabulous could speak, we’re sure she’d thank you herself. And then she’d probably let out a huge fart.
…for thinking of Mr. Fabulous and getting her this St. Francis of Assisi (the patron saint of animals) tag for her collar.
She’s wearing it (and recovering) with thanks.
You guys are the best,
…and sorry for the delay in posting regularly here, but in the past ten days we’ve been dealing with a move, getting ready to go out of the country for two weeks, and a dog with cancer.
Yep, you read that correctly.
Two weeks ago, we found out this thing in Mr. Fabulous’ mouth was cancerous. Since then, she’s been in for lymph node aspirates, lung x-rays, vaccinations, and a highly invasive surgery that removed part of her upper jaw and lip.
This is the result:
The good news is she appears to be in the clear, at least for now. We’ll put more updates up here if need be, but we feel very fortunate right now to still have her around and mostly healthy. Albeit with a huge, obtrusive cone on her head.
I’ll be updating the site a bunch by week’s end, but thanks for the patience.
2015 started off like shit,
Back when I was living in Columbus, Ohio my friends and I started a quote wall. Whenever a bit of brilliance (or otherwise) poured out of someone’s mouth, somebody would yell “Quote!” thus nominating it for Quote Board status. The quote then had to be seconded by someone (it almost always was), and then it would be written down to be forever immortalized on the Quote Board.
This is the modern day equivalent of that classic piece of my past.
“Not everyone is regularly lifting up their dog’s lips.”
- Mr. Fabulous’ Vet, 12/30/14
This quote isn’t necessarily relevant because of its hilarity, but because it adds yet another layer to this age-old argument.
I rest my case,
PS: His comment was in regards to this.
…but I’m pretty sure there’s something wrong with Mr. Fabulous.
Kicking off 2015 with another goddamn pet procedure,
…including these two prints by Berlin artist Dirk Verschure…
…our good friend Marla Campbell’s original portraits of Mr. Fabulous…
…this “Being Bill Murray” print by Spain-based illustrator Loren…
…this Jim Henson and Kermit the Frog print by Austin-based artist(s) We Call Ourselves An Institute…
…this print from Hungarian artist Aman…
…and finally, this original pen and ink illustration that also created by our good friend Marla Campbell.
Needless to say, our walls are quickly filling up.
Fifty (give or take) more pieces to go,