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Speaking of Clarkson losing body parts, tomorrow he will lose two more appendages that are somewhat important... After tomorrow, Sergeant Clarkson, Department of Homeland Security, will be shooting blanks. Because we got him from a breeder, we are contractually obligated to get him neutered.
Our little guy is going to go through with the surgery tomorrow, and as you can imagine, I'm a nervous wreck. We drop him off at the vet at around 7:30 a.m. tomorrow morning and then we pick up our eunuch sometime in the late afternoon. And then that'll be it. From then on out, he will be frank and no beans. He will be twig without berries. He will be cash but no prizes.
So long to my dreams of grandClarksons to spoil like crazy because that's what grandparents do. I guess I'll have to continue to devote that unused energy to spoiling Clarkson, it won't be easy...
Big thanks to Angie, Lindsay and my parents for watching him while we were gone!!
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