Long story short...the Dr. couldn't determine what kind of tumor it was from the needle biopsy, just that it might be a soft cell tumor and could be cancer. A week later she went in for surgery, had it removed and the biopsy supposedly sent to a lab for results. I say supposedly (which I know isn't a real word) because after 3 weeks of wondering and waiting, I called to get the results and the doc says "ummm oh...um...I guess we had a miscommunication because they didn't have a biopsy listed as something you wanted to do." WTF? I'm not going to go into details, you'll be bored (probably already are)...the point is they fucked up. He said luckily for us they still had the tumor and could send it but I argued about being charged for it...needless to say he said he'd call and never has. Regardless we would never put Mazzy or any of our animals through chemo and/or radiation if we found out they had cancer. Who does that?
So we live life as normal and if we find another tumor, we'll have it removed, but otherwise we'll continue to spoil her as always and enjoy her sweet, tender loving heart as long as we're lucky to have her.
Final update...The day before we left for Moab the bandage came off and she's back to prancing around the house like a princess and humping her sister as normal.