Not so great news ...

Poor Mackie is not getting along well. Her whatever-it-is on her lower mouth appears to be growing at a tremendous rate; she drools (sometimes with bloody mucous in it); and she is not/can not keep herself groomed. I doubt if she can still eat very well, but I shut her up in the bathroom and give her canned food. She also has a smell of rot, maybe just beause of that nasty drainage from her mouth. I tried to give her a prednisone pill this morning, thinking that might abate the growth, but it's especially hard to give her medicine now. She's a real featherweight, too, and I wonder if she hasn't lost more weight in the past two weeks. (She lost a pound in the month from the time she had the abcessed tooth until I took her with the pea-sized knot almost two weeks ago.)

Dad didn't tell me this Monday when the vet called with the biopsy results, but Dr. B. said the UT vet school wanted her to "cut off Mac's chin and send it to them so they could study it." Of course we're not going to do that, but looks like we're going to have to face some tough decisions really soon.