I write about things done and with great joy for the happy ending no means certain, indeed.
Today Canetta Zazie (his dad is Tullix) has been operated, had a gnoccone too much on the cheek, a tumor as big as an orange that was really bad, like a cosmetic touch-up bad, something like the cheeks from which the squirrel-like mckinsey, except that the plastic surgeon was drunk as fuck and had mistaken his face with his ass ... Poor Zazie, fortunately we were able to remedy, is now home with a huge collar Elizabeth, two hours of anesthesia be disposed of and at least one week and pain in schifide but healthy meals.
Zazie is young, perhaps 5 years was 7 years ago, and those 5 years he had gone to hell in a kennel near Rome: I assure you, it was a hell get up ... but that's another story. The important thing is to have found a veterinarian with controfiocchi that he was not afraid of his old age and suggested the surgery, a surgeon with the counter and hands-on bows securely in an anesthesiologist who was replaced by God for 2 hours (God is very happy for the little vacation ...).
I'm very good at Zazie, I have this photo taken in the country that I love so much, a real lady next to that tamarro Teo who thinks only about Palletta;
at least pretend to think of the pallet, actually put on display, the tontolone.
SMALL GREETINGS!
Today Canetta Zazie (his dad is Tullix) has been operated, had a gnoccone too much on the cheek, a tumor as big as an orange that was really bad, like a cosmetic touch-up bad, something like the cheeks from which the squirrel-like mckinsey, except that the plastic surgeon was drunk as fuck and had mistaken his face with his ass ... Poor Zazie, fortunately we were able to remedy, is now home with a huge collar Elizabeth, two hours of anesthesia be disposed of and at least one week and pain in schifide but healthy meals.
Zazie is young, perhaps 5 years was 7 years ago, and those 5 years he had gone to hell in a kennel near Rome: I assure you, it was a hell get up ... but that's another story. The important thing is to have found a veterinarian with controfiocchi that he was not afraid of his old age and suggested the surgery, a surgeon with the counter and hands-on bows securely in an anesthesiologist who was replaced by God for 2 hours (God is very happy for the little vacation ...).
at least pretend to think of the pallet, actually put on display, the tontolone.
SMALL GREETINGS!
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