hee hee! My new favorite word...spay-ded!!
(I can't tell you how many people call us at work to ask about spay-diding their animals....hee hee)
Anyway, Samson is a boy, but they had to do a pretty extensive surgery to find his missing testical. Aparently, it never dropped, so she had to go into his abdomen to get it out.My poor baby has stitches just like his sister Phoebe did.
I can tell he's really not feeling well. Poor baby. He got a strong pain medicine after the surgery and again on my way out the door. But I think its worn off and now he's a bit uncomfy. Poor itty bitty boy!!!
I wish I had some pictures to share of these two. Phoebe is still small and petite, while Samson is a growing boy. Our old digital camera broke, so it may be a while.
Anyway, please say some prayers/good thoughts for my little one.
Last night I was ill and had to take my vicodin. It was so sweet. I had Samson and Phoebe on my chest and Micah on my tummy. They seem to know when you aren't feeling good. Sweeties!!
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