Clean Bill of Health

He's fine...Neko's fine. The poor little guy was so scared when we walked into the vet's waiting room. I know he's a short-haired chihuahua living in a northern land but c'mon, he was shaking uncontrollably - like he was going through withdrawal or something! Didn't help the situation that our appointment was for 3 o'clock but they kept us waiting until 3:25!!! He kept seeing dogs come from the back wearing cones and this poor dog in the waiting room had this stretched out tongue that he couldn't keep in his mouth...it was like an animal version of "Silence of the Lambs"!!! We finally got in to see Dr. Bear (I know! It's like her profession chose her!) and she took a sample from the lump on Neko's shoulder and took it to the back to look at it closer through her microscope. She came back into the cramped examining room and gave him the good news that it was clear. Yay! However, she said they consider him a 'senior'! He's seven this year. If only a dog could get a seniors' discount...there's gotta be something in it for me! For now, I'll take the clean bill of health!