Today was Romy's big day at the vet.
(no baby Romys in our future)
but poor Matt and Christine's wallet as well.
I'm pretty sure the vet made BANK.
$350 bucks to be neutered and have a microchip implanted?!
(I think Matt was cheaper.) tmi?
Next time I may just go buy a rubber-band and do it myself.
Since Romy wasn't allowed to have any food after 8pm the night before, he was a complete brat this morning. He knocked over his water dish three times and clawed at his food container.
I think he might be a lot like me when I am hungry. (bratty)
Needless to say, when we got home from the vet Romy was STARVING!
He devoured his food.
After he was done stuffing his face, I gave him his pain medication and he went to chill out in his crate for awhile.
He must be feeling okay now because he just bolted upstairs to hang out with Lauren while she brushed her teeth.
Poor Romy's going to be just fine.