Poor Buddy!

Oh sad sad day why have you come? The fact is, the subject of male castration is an easily discussed topic between women. I, however, experience sympathetic pains all over my body when I hear the word. There's only one time it doesn't really bother me and thats when it's in reference to some over-breeding trailer trash. I kind of get a giggle out of it. In Buddy's case, I know it was for the best, but damn..... just damn. Poor fella has been tossed from home to crate to home and just when he thought he'd arrived in heaven...... WHACK... there go his balls. To make matters worse.... he has to wear one of those alien collars. UGHH!!!! How humiliating!! Poor poor Buddy. I hope you're gettin' all the treats you can possibly eat during this. Not to mention how easy it'll be to catch them... LOL.... sorry fella. So Terry and Bob tell me he's doing ok after his surgery. He's gotta have slow walks and no rough play for awhile. I don't remember this specific surgery being so hard on any of our boys, but then none of them had the size gonads Buddy was carrying. I'm not sure what he must be thinking now. Dash was much younger and was over his surgery in a day if not less, and there was no collar. It must have something to do with Buddy being 2yrs old. Poor poor Buddy. I'm sure most of you know how he must feel. Leave him a note... I'm positive it'll get read to him. I can't wait to go see him. I'm gonna bring him Ice Cream.... wait.... that's for tonsils!