That's our diagnosis.
We've had a big day with Allan's first trip out of state. Granted it was just Ohio, but still and all. We headed out early this a.m. for the University of Cincinnati where they have a Very Special Ultrasound. Once again Allan distinguished himself by being an absolute angel and cooperating with the doctors. He couldn't have been sweeter and, as a result they got a lot of good images. The conclusion is that the lump in his eye is something called a juvenile xanothogranuloma. It is a noncancerous mass of cells that develops usually in the head and trunk at about Allan's age. It sometimes (rarely, naturally) will develop in the eye. It is treated with medicines and should recede over time. The bad part is that the inflammation has caused his cataract to grow so that it is now impairing his vision. So for now we treat the JXG until that lump is small enough for them to do something about the cataract. If it isn't one thing, it is another.
Griffith is being an absolute angel. Sorta. He is now sleeping through most of the night but only by Scooby-snacking, cat-napping and whining throughout most of the evening. Flora is convinced that he can tell when she has picked Allan up because he starts to fuss.
Cheryl brought over their Halloween outfits. We aren't going to give too much away by saying that they are going to be A.Dor.Able. Can't wait.