Oh goodness…today is the day.
Our little Huxley is having a certain surgery that little boy puppies have when they don’t want to become teen fathers. Or adult fathers. Or senior citizen fathers for that matter.
I think you get the point.
Anyway, Chris and I went and dropped him off this morning and I’ll go back to pick him up this afternoon. And I’m sure I’ll be one nervous puppy-momma for all the hours in between. (Or I would be if I weren’t sneezing and coughing and highly medicated. If I weren’t sleeping I’d be worried for sure.)
So if you don’t think it’s too weird or obnoxious for me to ask you to pray for my dog, then please do.
That is all. Thanks!
KEEP CALM & SPAY OR NEUTER YOUR PETS!
<Wouldn’t Bob Barker be so proud?!>