My dog (that I've had since I was about 6) has this huge lump on the back of her head near her ear, and she might need to be put down. The poor dog's just lying around until the vet appointment in a couple of hours. 
Sounds like it's probably a cist. They're not generally a huge deal.
Do you happen to have other pets that sometimes nip your dog (presumably in a playful manner)? Because the dog probably just got a cut or bitten and the skin was broken and got infected. Thus the cist.
Someone I knew committed suicide last night. Not a close friend, but I hung out with her a few times.
Maybe not crying sad, but shocked and detached, definitely.
That's usually how it is, you don't really feel anything at first, then later on the sadness will creep up on you.
I remember when my dog Josie died. She'd gotten mauled half to death by coyotes when she went up to say hello to them. I just heard a lot of yelping and shouting, then I got called over and my mother told me that the dog had been mauled while she was putting on her shoes (they were going to the vet), and my brother was holding her in a towel that was dripping blood, and I thought she'd die right there and then. I cleaned up the blood, went and played on the computer for a while, then abruptly broke down crying.
She survived that, and over the next week or so she was lying in her bed, bandaged up not moving much. It was difficult to get her to eat and drink, we actually hand fed her.
Then one day I'm sitting in class when my mother shows up. She tells me she's here to pick me up. I'm wondering if we had a doctor's appointment or something that I forgot about, (sometimes the only time they were available was during school). Then when we get in the car she drives off, then abruptly stops the car before we even left the parking lot and breaks down crying.
She just said, "She was such a good dog." She didn't even say, "Josie died." For a full ten minutes, she just cried, then told me that she saw that Josie's eyes had turned yellow, which meant her liver had failed (due to being damaged during the attack). So the vet had to put her down.
I didn't really feel anything, I just thought to myself, "I'm all cried out, I dealt with her dying when I thought she'd died before, so I don't need to do it now."
Then a couple of weeks later, during class I snapped at someone and got really angry at them for a really silly little thing. Then I sulked in a corner, and after five minutes I buried my head in my arms and cried.
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