*Updated after a chat with our vet. Please see bottom of post...*
Apparently we are going to be responsible for some new life around here. No, we're not pregnant. After using that to scare Jason out of the hiccups last year, I learned the hard way that it is NOT something about which to joke.
And here's the whole kit and caboodle. I'm not sure why our neighbors didn't tell us sooner, but they've been very gracious. Anyone want a puppy?
I am going to have a very long chat with our vet. Can you say "refund"?
Several of you have wondered about how this happened when getting Knox fixed was one of the first things we did as soon as he was of age. That's what we wanted to know! So I talked with our vet and he said,
Man, y'all fell for that hook, line and sinker! Here are some of my favorite responses from the day...
That little slut...That devil! What a bad, bad boy...That's funny. Take a look and see if Knox's balls are dropped. That is so weird. I'm glad your neighbors are gracious-they're the ones with the un-spayed pup!...
But he really did tear down fence slats to get to our neighbors. He didn't do it to get some tail, though. He's just been stealing the toys of their poor dog who is tied to a lead and can't do anything about it. Turns out, Knox isn't a slut, but he is a big bully.