Originally posted by christa
I'll be leaving here at 4 to take Brodie to the vet . . . he will be neutered tomorrow. He will have to stay tonight AND tomorrow night!

(I'm about to die!)

So . . . pray for Brodie, that he doesn't get too lonely . . . I'm more worried that he'll be lonely than I am that he's going under the knife!
god?

Please take care of Brodie and please make women understand that sharp objects and Batonga Wongas don't mix.

Amen.