So I’m coming home from my meeting at night and I’m thinking, how to start with the wife give her a fast back massage and sleep the old wieneroo in if you catch my drift… But when I enter the house there it is…. Our yellow lab is walking around hunched on all fours with a weird look on his face…He is a 100 pound lab who has had his yarbles yanked if you know what I mean… My young daughter is going, “look at Orion, something’s wrong with him, he has a red lipstick hanging out…”.Yup, here it is you all know what that is, the RED ROCKET. My son is saying Dad, we need to do something, Orion has had that thing hanging out for 2 hours…. The dog is walking around like Jackie Gleason with no legs.. My son says he needs to call the Vet… Now I need to let you know, that our dog is like a child to us and my son loves him more than life itself…. He calls the Vet up(she’s a female vet) and so help me god, this is what she tells my son… I have a chocolate lab and whenever this problem happens, I put some Vaseline in my hand and gently coax the thing back in… Can you believe this? My son goes ok, and the next thing we hear my son Nick say is this. (Remember we love old rover as if he is one of the family….we would do anything for him). “Say goodbye to Old Yeller, get the shot gun”
Needless to say my wife did not get a backrub that night, the weasel was not decongested, and old yeller was sleeping gently.
