Enough with the NSA stories and the royal birth; let's discuss a matter of true
My dog Bella had surgery yesterday to remove two growths -- one large, one small -- and I'm overjoyed to report that she is doing fine and sleeping here at home. (The shot to your left was snapped just minutes ago.) Even her appetite has returned.
However, she did piddle on my bedding no less than three times. As any James Bond fan can tell you, three times is enemy action. No doubt this was her way of warning me never to make her go through something so traumatic again.
The scars are massive and hideous, but they will heal. A biopsy will reveal whether the growths were malignant. Frankly, if malignancy is found, I'm not sure what further steps are available. I understand that some people have put together gluten-free canine diets which supposedly fight cancer. Heretofore, I've mostly fed her either chicken or ground beef, mixed with rice and oatmeal.
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