Hats and The Big Day

Shadow is being neutered today. I know it's the right thing to do. Animal shelters are the result of overpopulation and are horrible places to end up. But making such a monumental decision for someone who trusts you and who you care about (even if he has no idea what's going on) is pretty tough.

Our veterinarian suggested he have it done when he was six months old. Other dogs we know had it done when they were 10 months or eight weeks. There doesn't seem to be a right or wrong time, but for us just-about-seven months was perfect. Shadow only exhibited the bad (hump much?) unneutered dog behavior a couple times, and he got to mature normally almost to the tail end of his puppyhood.

As a non-professional, that's all I have to say on the matter, though I'll keep you up-to-date on his post-surgery progress. Dr. Lisa Miller offers details on the benefits of neutering or spaying your pet here.

The surgery is an all-day event, so rather than sit here and worry, I put together some silly photos of Shadow that Chris and I took this past weekend.

The thing you need to know is that we live in a household that was divided by Babe Ruth decades ago.

But we're always eager to recruit newcomers to our respective sides.

The big question has been on which side of the stadium our family will sit someday.

But if Shadow's any indicator, I'd better start preparing my concession speech now.

(Isn't that just like a Sox fan, already shooting off his anti-Yankee mouth before the game even starts...)

 But we can always compromise.

(He looks better in maroon than blue anyway!)