Les called the vet for an update, and they said, "Oh Yeah! He's good. You can come get him." Just like that... No details, no updates, nothing. I had utmost respect for these people, they were so polite, so kind,, all of that.
They called us once Sunday to let us know he was comfortable... that was it. Then suddenly today, it's "all better".
Is that normal? Are vets normally that uninformative?
Anyways, D's going to Bay City to pick the fellow up today. I'll be happy to see him standing back in the pasture at Les' house munching on grass & hay.
Chin up, Shorty.. I missed ya!