
When I told my mom about the abdominal mass, she said I'd have to decide how deep in debt I was willing to go for Rusty. And how if he were my child, of course I would. Well, HE IS MY CHILD. Got it? As long as he isn't suffering, I will pursue options that would keep him alive. So there. :p
Rusty doesn't want anyone to worry about his abdominal mass because we don't even know what the source is, or if it's cancer or not. He says he feels fine, and he wants to go to the cabin so he can ride in Boaty McBoat-Boat some more and drink the lake and look at the fish.
Ciao~
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I hope that the mass isn't too bad. Maybe it'll just be something like my parents' dog had. She had a fluid sac by her elbow. They drained it, and it hasn't come back since.
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