Loki's already been through the mill. He had a hernia that rapidly grew from the size of a peanut to the size of a softball. Fortunately, his breeder is a kind, compassionate man and elected to have the hernia repaired ending the problem, shall we say, permanently.
When I was growing up, one dog (or one cat) was the norm. Somehow, once I became an adult, I started living with animals in multiples:
- Ted and Foster Grant (cats)
- Foster Grant and Spot (cats)
- Spot and Django (cats)
- Spot, Django, and Skimbleshanks (two cats and a boy [who is still with us])
- Spot, Django, and Tucker (cats and a dog)
- Django and Tucker (cat and dog)
- Tucker and Buddha Boy (a dog and another boy [who is also still with us])
- Tucker and Squeak (dogs)
- Tucker, Squeak, and Sadie (large, small, and medium dogs -- interesting times!)
- Tucker and Sadie (dogs)
- Tucker and Annie (dogs)
- Annie and Loki (dogs)
OK, I've just given a battery recharge to Loki. I'm sitting in an armchair with my laptop on my lap. He climbed up and gave me the best cuddle. SpecialEd took some pictures, and I may just post one, because this new kid is just so gosh-darn cute!
Tucker would be so happy to know that we've recovered from our sorrow at losing him and chosen the joy of more golden years.