Last week I spent a really boring day at the local vet while they poked and prodded me. They x-rayed my chest to see if the tumour had tried to sneak back, and they also x-rayed my abdomen to check for those horrid kidney stones. Do you want to hear some good news??? They didn't find anything. Nada, Rien, Nuffink! The x-rays were then sent to the specialist hospital for them to check too and they have given me the all clear! This means I can wait 6 months before they check me again. Woohoo!
While I was there the vet also stole a big section of the ugly lump on my tail to admire further. Still waiting for results but paws crossed it's just a fatty lump (hey, who are you calling a fatty lump?).
So I have now had TWO malignant tumours removed (one in my neck and one in my lung) and I'm still here and I'm going nowhere. The Jax is Bax. Whatever that means.