Dr Romeo Detroit, COMS, has his surgery tomorrow. It's to remove a benign growth and clean his teeth. I know it's minor, but I'm nervous.
Sigh.
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2 comments:
Young Romeo will be be up and running in no time at all. I'd say don't fret, but who would I be kidding? I didn't sleep at all the night before Simon had his teeth cleaned, and I spent the day of the procedure crying and imagining all the terrible things that could happen (most of which probably COULDN'T happen).
But seriously, your vet sounds extremely capable. Try not to worry too much.
*sending positive kitty-be-well energy Romeo's way*
Thank you! Romeo appears to be fine! He's a little over-tired, and they said his mouth probably hurts from the cleaning, and he's angry that his pretty neck fur was shaved off. But all things considered, I think he's going to be ok!
Whew.
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