It's been a stressful day because the puppy whom I declared my undying love for yesterday had to have surgery. It's the second surgery on the second beagle of ours this year. George, it turned out, had cancer. He's home now, minus a limb, but in less pain than when we took him to the vet.
The vet, by the way, is Metropolitan Veterinary Specialists & Emergency Services. In particular, a Dr. Royals, who operated on both our sick doglings this year. He was unflinchingly honest - perhaps a tad too modest about his own abilities - & did his very best, which was excellent.
I just wanted to give a shout-out to an amazing place. Everyone there was so kind. I wonder if, when I am as old in human years as George is in dog years, & when I have an ailment that puts me in a surgeon's care, if I'll meet a staff & doctor as good to me as they were to George.
I really doubt it.
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