The Brown Scoundrel is asleep on his little doggie bed here at home and would you believe? ? ? we're actually WANTING him to pass a little . . . well . . . you know.
His x-ray showed a stomach full of a mysterious substance. . . the doctor even suggested we might be missing some socks?!??!?
If I find one tiny fiber of handknit sock-ware in his pile of pooh, I will be dropping him off at the closest Animal Humane Shelter.