… thus putting the whole hematoma episode to rest. However, in the process, he managed to make not one but two giant poop piles, one of which he sat in, the other of which the vet stepped in. What a mess! It’s been a long week already.
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Good for Tucker
and
yuckie. Nothing like a little poo to add sparkle to life.
=o)
rev mommy
November 19th, 2008
Poor dog, he really can’t control his back end at all anymore. The vets were very nice about it, but still — as you say — yuckie!
Satchel
November 19th, 2008