The Batlord

Mother has been talking about getting another St. Bernard for a while now so our current one will have a playmate. Yesterday was finally the day and the breeder drove all the way from Kentucky to drop her off and I thought they'd just have the one dog. But when I got off work and went into the backyard there was one bigass Saint that looked like a small Grizzly Bear. And three of the rolly polliest puppies I have ever seen in my life. Apparently the breeder was already going this way to take the big one to a dog show and drop off each of the puppies with other families. So I got to pet a bunch of tiny floofs and keep one. Was a good day.

Today our first dog was limping. He's had a bit of a limp for a little while now and we've been hoping he just strained something and would get better on his own cause it would go away for a few days and then come back and didn't seem to be causing him distress. Now it was worse. So he went to the vet while I was at work and I was stressed about it all day. Come home to find out the dog has a defective back hip where he basically doesn't have hip sockets. Apparently it's causing problems with the way his femur is growing at the joint and damaging ligaments and now he can't play. Ever again. He can't have a little sister either. So she's going back. And now he's laid up in the garage looking miserable and like he's knocked out on morphine when he's not on anything cause he can't have any painkillers till Friday.

**** off.

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