Meanwhile the big fella's now needing even more meds twice a day, so he'll be getting the Death From Above treatment a lot more than he'd like. (Thank god Kevin was around this morning--Ben was Not In The Mood, and became a two man operation.) Poor guy.
Fortunately other than the mouth thing, he's healthy, apparently happy, beating up Angus regularly, and so seems to be doing well.
*Well, perhaps not CHEERFULLY, but damnit, he's only five, he's healthy as an ox, and he's my buddy.
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