I took Moo in today for the extraction of his teeth. In the three weeks or a month since the vet trimmed them down so far you could hardly see them, they grew back to just as bad as they had been. Crazy.
The assistant told me that the doc would probably take Moo home with her for the night to make sure he was OK, and I could get him soemtime tomorrow.
Then I took the dogs that had come to ride with me, Sebastian and Maggie, to the dog park down the street. It's a beautiful place, and they even have a lake there for the dogs to swim in. We stayed for about three hours.
I got in the car and saw I had a message from the vet's, so called them. They told me Moo died during the surgery. He had a reaction to the medication they had to give him. They apparently did work on Moo's father and he had issues with the meds too, and he had teeth problems.
So this is shitty. George & Moo were getting along these days... I felt bad taking Moo away just for the day, and now he's gone forever. And he was only about a year old, and so sweet.
I'm Stacey. I'm a 31(!)-year-old Wisconsin girl living in sunny South Florida. The highlights in my life are my lovely boyfriend, my aloof cats, my adorable/adoring stepdogs, my two lumbering tortoises, select family members, being outside, being underwater, taking pictures, yadda yadda. Stay tuned for lots of babbling!
A small boy lived by the ocean. He loved the creatures of the sea, especially the starfish, and he spent much of his time exploring the seashore.
One day the boy learned there would be a minus tide that would leave the starfish stranded on the sand.
When the tide went out, he went down to the beach, began picking up the stranded starfish, and tossing them back into the ocean.
An elderly man who lived next door came down to the beach to see what the boy was doing. Seeing the man's quizzical expression, the boy paused as he approached. "I'm saving the starfish!" the boy proudly declared.
When the neighbor saw all of the stranded starfish he shook his head and said: "I'm sorry to disappoint you, young man, but if you look down the beach, there are stranded starfish as far as the eye can see. And if you look up the beach the other way, it's the same. One little boy like you isn't going to make much of a difference."
The boy thought about this for a moment. Then he reached his small hand down to the sand, picked up another starfish, tossed it out into the ocean, and said: "Well, I sure made a difference for that one!"
