Well, he's gonna loose something anyway! Muskwa is turning 8 later this year.
He's been with my husband longer than I have. Muskwa really has no use for me. I am merely the food lady. The only time he seeks out my attention is when he's sick or hurting--he knows who pays the vet bills around here! He is my husband's dog completely. Which doesn't really bother me, except for one thing. My husband has always refused to neuter Muskwa. Muskwa came from a good breeder, comes from nice lines and his breeder did borrow him back once to sire a litter. That litter produced my much loved Earle and Hoodoo. It also introduced us to rescue when Hoodoo's first home didn't work out. Earle is the puppy that convinced me I would never have another puppy! I have been cured of any desire to raise my own dogs from the start!
So I have been nagging for almost six years about neutering King Muskwa. Always met with a No, no, no. Then hubby got hired at the local humane society. Suddenly all the stats I've been spouting for years mean something. Then I got my vet to mention a few times all the things that could go wrong with an unneutered older male dog. And Stuart starts to realize that Muskwa isn't immortal and someday he will leave us. But a neutered Muskwa is more likely to live a longer, healthier life and there is no way he's going to sire another litter. No, no, NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!
Tonight, Stuart says to me "you should get Muskwa neutered before his birthday"....Suddenly he's my dog. The deal is I have to pay for it--Not a suprise, I pay all the vet bills! I have to take Muskwa in--so he doesn't associate his daddy with this act!
Next payday, Muskwa gets snipped!![]()
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