I think that my old dog is going to die. We just shared a roast chicken dinner on the laundry tile floor. He likes it in there because it's cool in the summer. Hard calls coming tomorrow. Resection hopefully, possible amputation, play the odds butchery vs not ending a happy life in pain and terror for no good reason.
As well as he did for himself here, I got the better end of the deal. I owe him so much.
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