
Here is my darling Reilly. He was neutered yesterday because of a condition he has that makes it very likely he would contract testicular cancer if I did not have the procedure done. So, even though I hated to see my poor little guy like this I bit the bullet and did it. He came through surgery just fine and they let me pick him up after 4:30 pm. Here he is relaxing in his new leopard doggie bed that Santa brought him. I covered him with a towel because he was shivering so (despite his bed being lined with sherpa) and I was afraid to use something big like a blanket because he is so small I was afraid he'd get tangled up and hurt himself. He seemed much more relaxed and was able to doze a little when I put him to bed and covered him. I feel so much better. Maybe now he'll actually use his bed since it's been such a comfort to him tonight. Why is it so hard and stressful when your child or pet is ailing?




































