So today was the ill-fated day my little buddy Winston had to lose his balls. He was so scared!
I’m like one of those moms who worries all day when their kid is sick.
“Is he okay? I wonder what he’s doing? I hope they’re treating him nice!”
Yes indeed my little man, we have taken your manhood forever more. Now your ball sac looks like two deflated balloons. Awww, nonboy wants that!
He’s kind of moping around and chewing his bone and being grumpy, but I think he’ll be okay.
I was curious at the vet, so I asked, “So what exactly do you do with the balls after you take them? Like it’s not that I think you keep them, but do you just throw them out?”
“Uhhh, yeah, pretty much.”
Well geez, I thought I was going to get some kind of wonderous and amazing answer like, “well actually we use them for blah blah testing, which is really good for the dogs.”
WAY TO RUIN MY DREAM, PEOPLE WHO KNOW MORE ABOUT ANIMALS THAN ME!