So just like that, our sweet Pig is having surgery on his knee. Yep, right now. Not later. Today. My brave little Pig.
We originally took him in for a consult this morning to see what could be done, where after hearing all of the gruesome details -that's just me being visual and squeamish- they asked if he had eaten this morning. *insert red X sound from Family Feud* He had not. So because he was technically fasting already, they gently took him in to get all fixed up, stat. That moment. Today. Now. Not later.
I just about barfed.
Call it luck or bad luck that Breakfast hadn't eaten breakfast *har har. I can't wait to have him back home again... on four legs.