He's kinda right on time (almost 14 years old).
He seems to be feeling pretty well, all told, but he's still in the cone of shame because he won't leave his stitches alone. I take him to the oncologist on Friday.
Earlier this week fb served up this photo of my boy from 2017.
He's so beautiful.
His papa is sad, and very kind, and is letting him wash himself on his lap while he keeps an eye on him in case he chews his paw.
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