It's not a Tumor

The People found a lump on my back last night, and the Woman freaked out. I went to the Veterinarian today, and he doesn't think it is cancer, but he wants to remove it and have it biopsied anyway. He says he's pretty sure it's jut a papilloma, but he wants to make sure it isn't a Mast Cell Tumor. My surgery is scheduled for Monday. The Woman, of course, is freaking out over it. She knows someone at her work whose dog died under anesthesia, and of course she's afraid that the same thing will happen to me. I'm sure it's a rare thing to happen though, and I will be fine. Plus, I'll have an awesome scar to show off to the Chewb when I see her on Monday! Battle wound!