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The vets' office did call today, and let us know what the pathologist said.  Mom made the choice, perhaps wisely, to wait until I got home to let me know.  Although she lied to me in the process, but that's neither here nor there.
It is a high grade, aggressive cancer.  The decision was made without me to go ahead and see a specialist.  It's probably the same decision I would have made.  We had talked about it the other night.  Family decision and all, seeing as Harley is a family dog.  Haven't figured out how we're going to afford the specialists and stuff yet, but we'll figure it out.