Friday, February 26, 2010

Our Poor Hound







Well, today, we took the hound to be fixed. We thought it would be a snip and that would be it. Instead, it was chop, chop and their goes his balls.



Well, the hound is sleeping with the help of pain medication and I am feeling guilty, being a guy. But he is recieiving around the clock care.

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