So, Hopkins had his first visit to the Whitefish Animal Hospital last Monday - accompanied by his sisters and brother of the feline variety. Aside from all the cats being fat - I'm sorry, overweight - all was well amongst the Moseley pets. Hopkins received his first doses of dewormer, and THANK GOD we decided to go for that. There is nothing quite so disgusting and tragic as watching your poor dog try to squeeze a mass of four-inch-long wriggling rubberbands out his ass. Sorry for the imagery, but if I had to go through it, you might as well ride along with me.
In other news, Miss Buttercup has arthritis and Chicken needs a few teeth pulled. Ah, the bliss of having 'senior' pets.
Oh, and... stairs!
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