Yesterday was the last day for Archie's manhood.
When we got him home he was far from manly. He could hardly even lift his head and was just a blob for most of the day. Which is probably best considereing the delicate nature of the surgery.
Aaron felt really bad for him and kept a really close eye on him all day. We only made him wear the cone until he settled in the living room and when we were going to bed.
Later in the eveing we gave Archie some of the pain pills the Vet had given us and he seemed to go almost unconcious. We were both really worried so Aaron decided to sleep on the floor with him until he went into a normal sleep pattern.
Even though Aaron will hate that I put this picture on the blog, I couldn't help myslef when I saw their hands/paws entwined. This is the evidence I will produce when it is suggested that he is OUR dog and that I should pick up the poop.
2 comments:
There are rules for doggie manhood. Use it, or lose it!!! I also need you to know that it is medically ill advised to anyone of the female human species to pick up dog doo doo. If you do not have a male offspring to do it, your husband must. Also, does Aaron know that since you want to be with child soon that you should not be doing cat litter either?
kiss my butt, colleen. i'm sure steph is pricing auto-cleaning cat litter boxes daily. just so the record is set straight, i did clean up the poop and pee in the garage (oddly, archie's pee is not of this earth and was worse than the poop - if that's possible.).
steph's attentive and loving hubby,
aaron (the alpha dog)
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