Doctors make the worst patients

So I don't think I mentioned last week that I removed a little tumor off of Henry's abdomen. Everyone told me I was being paranoid, that it hadn't grown in the months (about 5) since I found it, that it was probably a little lump of tissue, no big deal. Anyway, I just didn't like the look of it, I felt like cleaning his teeth, and since I'm the vet, I could knock out both birds with one stone.

Anyway, figuring my piece of mind was valuable, I sent it off to the lab to identify.

And it came back Grade II Mast Cell tumor.

Now, this isn't as bad as a grade III, and of the grade II's, it had a low mitotic index (rate of division), but I had minimal margins (only 2-3mm) so according to most of the literature out there, if I go back and take 10-20mm more tissue, this should be a done deal without going to radiation or chemotherapy.

I guess I'm glad I know?