Bruno and Otto had their nuts lopped off yesterday for their bad behaviour. There is no guarantee it will solve the current problem, but it might. Cross your fingers.
We went back to our old vet, he is a man who says what he thinks, and I like that in a person.
His parting words were,
"Good luck, I'm glad it is your problem and not mine."
Yay!
We'll see.
And true of life, that is what happens when you are a bad boy.
There are no guarantees this problem will improve. It's weird that we can walk them just fine, like nothing has changed. But, put them together in our lounge room and they will fight, just like that, out of the blue.
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