Wally is in surgery right now. He has age-related fat tumors (hey, don't we all?), one of which could start to make walking uncomfortable. I know he'll be fine, but I can't help but worry about him. He's my Wally-dolly.
I love our veterinarian, though. Wally is freakishly scared of the vet clinic and tends to be a fearful dog anyway. Knowing this, they didn't make us drop him off as early this morning as is usual for surgeries. Instead, the office called to let us know when to bring him in.
I so appreciate this concern for my honey-dog.
And I hope he's okay.
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Good thoughts for Wally. It helps to have a caring doctor though. I hope he is out of surgery and doing well now... let us know how he is.
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