Today I went back to the Vet's office so they could take a larger section of my lymph node for study.  I was afraid to go, but at least I had my daily walk first.  I like to go two or three miles every day, except when it is raining.  I hate being wet, but I'm told that I have to go those days anyway.

Anyway, I had to stay at the Vet's office for several hours.  They gave me Domitor.  It makes me very sleepy and hard for me to use any of my muscles.   My pack thinks it makes me like a piece of cooked spaghetti.  All I know is that they do things to me after giving me the drug that I wouldn't want them to do.  If they asked me first, I'd probably say ok, but only if they give me a Naw Somes afterward.  But with the Domitor, I have to wait for hours before it is safe for me to eat.  It would seem like an eternity if I was awake enough to care.

So, aside from the really bad shave job (they cut me so bad I needed stitches!), they said (Dr. Schroyer and Dr. Hathorn) that things might not be so bad after all.  The antibiotic treatment made my lumps smaller, which is a very good sign.   Maybe it is a better kind of cancer.   Better?!?  Dr. Schroyer said maybe it is a thyroid cancer so I could have surgery.  Surgery doesn't sound good-I've already had three too many in my mind, but the prognosis might be better, so we hope.