My mom just called me to tell me that one of my dogs, Jasper, died.
It seems so shocking and strange because of the circumstances. Yesterday, she sent me an email about my older dog being in the hospital to remove stones from his bladder. When she called me I was expecting news about him. Apparently, when they got home from the vet, Jasper was acting strange and throwing up. They ended up taking him to the hospital and he had to have emergency surgery to remove his spleen. Only, when they opened him up, he was actually riddled with cancer. He died on the table. And apparently this is going to cost my mom $7000 she doesn’t have.
Merry fucking Christmas.
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