The tumor, it grows!
Jesus christ. Poor Basil’s tumor has gone from golf ball proportions (which was massive in its own right) to being nearly as big as he is — in only a week and a half that I was gone. I can’t believe he’s still alive with this huge thing attached to him.
Sadly, he won’t be much longer — I’ve made the decision to euthanise him, probably sometime this week.
Poor baby. He’s just not doing too well.
I’m sorry to hear about Basil, but glad that you are doing the right thing by him. :(