Despite my best efforts, somehow, somewhere Lars found this mystery piece of rubber and thought it would be a good idea to swallow it whole, hence our second surgery. The only thing I can think of is if my roomates dog dug it up (she digs holes) or if it came over the fence. Moral of the story? I need to scan the whole area before letting him out to wharf down indigestibles.
Happily, Lars is already back to his happy self only 6 days after surgery. The hardest part is keeping him in bed :P
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