There is something in this that buzzed my eyes... Had to take a shot.

So there has been some drama! Two days ago, sweet Walter started yelping a bit. Then that night, he cried and cried. I finally found some plastic really stuck down in his teeth at about 3 am. WE both settled in, I thought I had fixed the sitch for the most part. Then last night he cried again, though not as much. He also was uncomfortable taking a poo, and then I saw that he was passing pieces of plastic. Yet another sleepless night for me, but Walter seemed okay-ish. Then he passed more plastic this morning with some distress, so I hustled him to the vet's for observation. She says he has been happy and eating, no blood in his samples...

We may very well have dodged a bullet. I had the big freak out last night, at about 2 am... I could bring a credit card out of retirement, maybe... Could afford maybe up to $4000 for any surgeries that way, maybe... But then debt, huge lurking debt all over again! Then oh my god, what if he doesn't make it... Total meltdown.

I am sleepy, and I can't wait to see my pup.