I just got home from dropping Bisco off at the Animal hospital.
Today is the day that just might change his life forever.
He’s getting neutered, and it just seems wrong. Even the word sounds so, well, emasculating. But, I guess that’s about correct, right?
I just wish I didn’t feel guilty, and that I still had the $200 bucks in my pocket I just shelled out.
I hope he deals well with pain or I’ll really feel badly.
Not badly enough to NOT take him in though.
Here’s to him not lifting his leg, and having friendships with female dogs in which he doesn’t try to “hug” them.