So if you recall last we spoke ( Saturday I think?), Doug was growing a second head on the side of his neck. I, as always, was overly worried about it as he is approaching a rather ripe old age and I am just an incredible worry wart when it comes to my man Doug. Well, Doug knows how to handle warts apparently, human and otherwise because he decided to take care of it himself before the vet appointment. We woke up to a blood bath on Monday, but it’s all good. It’s healing up nicely and while the vet bill was enough, Doug probably saved us a pretty hefty surgical cost to have the ugly thing removed.
In the mean time, thanks for all the emails and texts asking about the Dougster. Some of you I just enlisted because I needed to vent my worry… either way I didn’t think it possible but Doug is even cuter wearing a T-shirt (the cone of shame falls in the wrong spot) to protect his neck, (and I am totally unbiased!) If you’re wondering he wears a 2T.