Oh goodness...after a successful trip to the groomer yesterday, he was such a bundle of energy..I think the .3 ounces or so that he lost in hair weight made him want to fully experience how jumpy and fast he could be--and he did!
But then this morning when I got his leash out he seemed to be excited to go outside, but little did he know we were hopping in the car to go to the *dun dun dun* (I don't even want to say it, lol). I brought him into the vet at 7:45 (trust me, neither of us were very awake) and left him there until...3pm (it was torture for both of us, don't worry). And when he came back, he was missing a few man-parts. The poor thing has an Elizabethan collar on to keep him from licking his stitches (don't worry, I'll post a pic eventually). He's so drugged up...gosh...with all his hair gone you can really see how scrawny he is (no more lion mane, haha!). He's pretty tender "down there" too so I'm content that all he wants to do this evening is sleep. Once the drugs ware off and he wants to jump around more it'll get interesting. But those adventures are yet to come.
For now...that's the life of young FrankPup. ;-)
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