Jake's finally getting in to the vet at 1100 today. I feel guilty that we didn't get him in sooner. I'm going to be so embarassed trying to explain to the vet why I waited.

While we're there I'm going to have her check out a new lump, too - I found a walnut-size lump under his right leg. He has another one which has already been checked out and which was OK.

I'm so nervous that I feel sick. Isn't that silly?