Bob Barker made me do it.
Yesterday Miller & I dropped Riley off at the vet's office to get his boyhood chopped off. The house was so empty/quiet without him around and I was so concerned that he would hate us when we went to pick him up this morning.
We went by this morning & he couldn't have been happier to see us. He's surprisingly in good spirits (considering what just happened to him) but he's definitely sleeping a lot more than usual. I'll just keep telling myself that it's because of the anesthesia and not because he's depressed.
Anyways, I'm glad it's over with...I feel like such a responsible pet-owner now. (:
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