Well, just got home from my vet awhile ago. Chewie moaned and cried as soon as I put him in my dog crate. LOL he doesn't fit in my cat crate.

As soon as we walked through the vet's door he became totally quiet and froze.
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Diane, his assistant, held Chewie while doc took out the staples and admired his handiwork. But he is a talker and I listened to his story of how he really just was so worried that Chewie would make it after what all they went through.

I told him that Chewie hadn't bothered the staples at all to which doc replied with a laugh..."He's too dam fat to reach his stomach!"

I honestly think both doc and Diane believe his survival is nothing short of a miracle.

I told them...there was a lot of prayin goin on.
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