Check out these amazing new pics of our dog!!!

He decided that he’d eat a garden rock while we were in Boston last week. Apparently the overzealous little fuck thought a 1 1/2 inch in diameter rock would be able to pass through his dog system with no problems. Wrong.

He’s having emergency exploratory surgery as I type this, you can guess what that’s costing us. I kinda want to ask for the rock back, put it on the shelf and point to it anytime he asks for a new toy, or to go on a dog trip. “No, Jeffrey, we can’t go to San Diego to the dog beach because our vacation money is sitting right here on the shelf. Now go outside and lay in the wading pool and stay away from the fucking garden rocks!”