Dr. L. said that they were afraid I had Lymphoma, a tumor on the liver. I don't. There is a possibility that I have invasive (?) Lymphoma, which you can't see on an ultrasound, but Dr.L. doesn't think so, as I am behaving normally. (Which includes eating a bunch of American Cheese that dad did not put away tonight. But it wasn't only me, Lucky helped. Actually, the boy said it was Lucky who ate most of it, not me.)
So that is why Dr. L. wanted me to get seen RIGHT AWAY. He thinks maybe I have an infection (hepatitus) and it will go away because I am on antibiotics. They will check me again in two weeks and hopefully, I will be all better, or very much on my way.
Again, I am thankful for all my friends on the blogosphere,who are praying for me and sending me good thoughts. Mom apologizes for not reading blogs the past couple of days, but she is a little stressed. She is doing better now. She has been really cuddly with me.
Oh, and one more thing. I did not get put in the PTU (crate, Frances Louise) because mom does not want to do that to Lucky. (Lucky was in a four foot pen for the first four and a half months of her life.) Mom doesn't want to traumatize Lucky by caging her in again. So mom is going to figure out how to keep us in a smaller part of the kitchen.