...for my beastie. He will be under going surgery shortly to remove an obstruction from his stomach. What could be blocking it? A Corn Cob. That's right. He snuck one out of the trash while I was distracted by my mum. And after I'd been so careful since the last time. This one apparently is larger and is wedged in his stomach so they couldn't get him to vomit it up. (Don't you just love that word? Not!)
I'm at home, I would go crazy sitting up there waiting. At least waiting at home I can do things to keep me occupied. Who knows, I may end up going back up there anyway. I'm very worried. His age, his diabetes and the ever present "chance" when you have to sedate a pet. oy...
They let me see him before I left and I told him I wasn't ready for him to leave just yet and he'd best behave himself and come home safe and sound.