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The Bang Bang Theories

Back to the Asshole Again.

This one isn’t about vacation, but more about reality. Bad reality. I fear that Stanley is dying on me. We have another appointment back at the vet Thursday over my lunch hour, but I expect no good news.

His asshole roto-rooter just didn’t last long enough.

It makes my heart wince when I hear him grunting/crying in his litter box, trying to poop.

He’s done with food as of today. Can’t entice him with anything.

He looks like a rag-a-muffin.

My heart is heavy and fracturing.
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