
He’s starting to spend as much time as my parents’ dog Lucca does at the vets. She’s accident prone and dumbass but I still love her.
Well a week past from his last visit and Elwood was still carrying his leg but I noticed when he would walked on it, his knee was making a popping sound and getting louder. Not good. Call the vet up and talked to him about it and we both agreed that he’s going to need surgery. Good thing is Elwood’s vet knows him pretty well not because of the visit to the office but the Doc is my parents’ neighbor and on our walks we past his house all the time. So he knows Elwood more on the personal side than work.
It’s seems strange that Elwood isn’t home right now, funny how I feel a little lost. It’s not like I haven’t been away from him before but I knew that when I was away he was been taking care by family members or friends. I just worrying about how the surgery is going to go and at least he’ll be home by Wednesday.
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