Normally I wouldn't hijack Murph's blog, but he's not home right now, so I decided to take over for an entry! Mr. Murph hit six months last week, and as part of my adoption agreement, it's time for the surgery, you know, "getting fixed." Poor guy was so happy to see the vet, he loves the vet, and he had no idea what he was in for. I hope he forgives me when I pick him up on Saturday since they like to keep them overnight after surgery.
Right now the house is really quiet, I'm not chasing him around like a madwoman trying to keep him out of trouble and I can leave my shoes on the floor! But it is too quiet without him around, and I guess I'll have to set an alarm since he won't be there to wake me up.
We'll update with how he's doing once I pick him up. By the by, have you ever heard of neuticles? Murph's not getting them, but check out this blog about them.... neuticles. I just hope he doesn't feel like less of a man 'cause I didn't spring for them.
And now I have to go figure out what Murph and I are doing for our DWB card.....