Tonight was… not my proudest medical-rescue moment. 😅 Dash had his front left leg amputated just two days ago. He’s been on cage rest while everything starts to heal, and he’s been such a champ. But tonight, when I took off his little surgery suit to check his incisions and give meds, I sat on the floor with him and thought, maybe he’d like to take a couple steps next to me. Just a few. Nice and slow. Controlled. Supervised. You know, the responsible thing. Well. Apparently Dash did not get tha

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